Diane tried to back away, but her gaze was caught in Nyssa's ice-blue depths. She shuddered as she could not tear her eyes away, her senses already fa...lling into the icy expanse.The potion no longer mattered. Her will no longer mattered. She was back at school, entering the nurse's office, Nyssa catching her in seconds like a fly on flypaper, Diane helpless to defend herself.Nyssa took another step. Diane's eyes glazed as the ice-blue pit yawned before her psyche. "I see you are no better than. "Oh?" I asked, wanting her to continue."She wouldn't want me to tell you this, but it's more than vomit. I've seen specks of blood in the stool."Margaret reminded me of the cook and housekeeper we had at the Oldham house when I first came to live there. Like them, Margaret was not a gossip. She only spoke about things she thought I should know. "You said this has been going on for a year?" Like I said, she wouldn't want me to tell you," Margaret responded.Seeing that she was not going to answer. ..."That must be quite a show, " came a female voice from behind.Dropping my hand from my crotch I turn to face the maid that had entered the room. I had not heard her in my preoccupation in my mutual masturbation session with the woman next door."Let me see, " she said, moving past me like she had not just caught me with my fingers in the biscuit jar.As she stood at the door way her eye to the crack I looked her over. She appeared to be about 19 or 20, perfect completion, black hair, average. I started to panic. I didn't want to cum this quickly. Of course I was enjoying Tonya's blow job and I wanted to prolong the pleasure I was experiencing for as long as possible, but that wasn't the real cause of my panic. There was another much more important reason for me to try to keep from cumming. I wanted to show my wife and her friend that I actually could control my orgasms. I wanted to prove to them that I was a better lover than they thought I was. Tonya kept pumping and sucking my.