" Nonsense. He can't do that, the choice of safety gear is up to the teachers." Dr Fletcher told me not to argue with teachers so I won't. You can eit...her find out from him or just start the class." I don't like smart-alecks..."I held my temper. "Please! You have a choice to make." Yeah. I'm calling the shots now. Your choice is either 100 or 500 laps around the track, now." Sir? Today I'm not accepting that suggestion. It borders on abusive coercion; demanding that a student do a five-mile run. She threw me out of her house and has never spoken to me since. About me I'm sure. I'm avoided by the women as thought I have the plague. Not that I don't deserve it."I said bitterly, "I can agree with that. But I didn't leave because I had taken all I could. I would have taken more, a lot more. I'm the old school 'stand by your man' woman. I left because I was pregnant." Ivan's jaw dropped. "Your set-up made me sure that David was the father. I know better now. I SHOULD have known better then.. ..another man will have to take care of those responsibilities fo’ him.”Sambo laughed after gesturing to Leasa’s bobbing head when he mentioned the ‘well fed’ part of his lecture. The miserable white man just continued to lay helpless on the floor, being cuckolded right in front of his eyes by a sixty-year-old, fat ex-slave.Leasa worked her mouth furiously over the fat, black dick that Sambo was feeding her. Her dainty white hand was becoming accomplished at shucking the monstrous organ into. ” Marcy leaned back and James’s eyes looked down at her waist. There was a big of a bulge from the toy, she bit her lip and took the jump. “It is a bit unconventional and if I am honest unprofessional.” James blushed and looked into her eyes. “I’m okay with unconventional, but how is it unprofessional?” Marcy pulled the end of her skirt up just ever so slightly. “I know there are certain aspects of your marriage that you are not entirely satisfied with; and to be honest I am not.