“Get a fucking grip dumb ass,” he thought to himself. “You have to make a living. Concentrate on this proposal, dammit.” But he was so distrac...ted it was taking him hours to complete the simplest tasks that normally took minutes. What kind of hold did this woman have on him; on his mind; on his heart; on his very being? He pushed ahead. Finally completed, he handed his draft of the proposal to his colleague with whom he normally collaborated. Minutes later a notification of new email popped up. Vixen was glad she had worn her faded Levis and her baggy Princeton sweatshirt when she came to the front of the class and said her name, told them where she was from, and said she was looking forward to a very interesting semester. She smiled and made good eye contact, noting the eager looks of most males. She sat and exhaled, slightly red in the face and the teacher frowned at her. “See me at the end,” he said as the next student got up. Her nervousness had surprised her, and so did this. Her parents were very wealthy and they had an indoor pool. We used to like to skinny dip and lay about around the pool naked together, her parents were cool about that, especially her father, and we used to giggle at the silly excuses he made up to come into the pool room when we were all there naked. If her parents weren't about we would play with each others bodies. One day when her dad came home when the 4 of us were in the pool. His wife wasn't home and he came into the pool room and stood. The guy asked if I needed anything and told me he was going to go play a video game in the other room. I told him I was fine and Immediately began plotting on going through the hamper to smell his wife’s dirty panties. I assessed the situation and went and turned off the water. When I got back the guy was talking loudly to some friends on the game about their strategy as a team. I peeked into the hamper and saw some yoga pants, low-cut socks, a sports bra, and a tank top. Then I noticed the.