The day passed quickly. He learned that he was given the charge ofresearching the facts of a sensitive sexual harassment lawsuit. The more heread, the... more he felt sympathy for the female in this case. Most of thesenior partners avoided him at lunch. A group of them were sitting nearby andlooking in his direction. He overheard one of them talking about new lawschools allowing graduates to become 'gay' lawyers.Roger straightened up his desk in precise piles of 'to do' paperwork and'discard. However, the papertowel just got the crotch of my pants all wet, making it looked like Ihad another type of accident, and I finally gave up, and started walkinghome, not caring about the consequences. The maxi pad rubbed between mylegs, making me feel like I had a diaper on, and even though the walkhome was no further now than it had been this morning, it felt likeforever, as I had to walk back through the school, out the front, andback down the street the half mile to my house. Unfortunately. Soon enough, she ditched us for a nice, rich businessman who had a tiny penis and was willing to let her dominate him. Kritikaji had a couple of more weeks of depraved and exclusive sex with me before she too decided to move on to a young, rich, classy faggot of a guy she met at the club.Smriti had moved in with her slave but was kind enough to leave her flat’s keys with me and I had converted it into my own sloth haven, where I crashed hungover from the billion parties I started attending and. He looked up at me. "What?!" He asked with a smirk. I closed the door behind me, and showed him the paper I was holding. "I got a 97% on my Trig test!" I said finally. "Holy shit Erica, that's great!!!" He came around from his desk and gave me a big hug. He always smelled so good. Tim retracted from the hug and put his hands on either side my face. "You know you are the smartest girl in the whole world, right?" He said staring into my eyes. "I couldn't have done it without you." I.