There was probably a story there, but I didn’t care to hear the details, especially right now. The angry professor had never been my friend anyway, ...and quite likely, just like Fire Drake, would be plenty happy to watch the whole Westside burn down to the ground. Even better if they could use me as the starter!It was us versus an army of murderous gangsters, both minions of Westside Jonny and Drake’s new Italian mob family friends. The bastard had done it, by wit or by flaming force, and our old. “My philosophy and form of therapy are certainly not yet mainstream, but as my belief in the philosophy of Loving Female Authority continues to gain more and more women followers that will likely change in the near future,” I continued. “And it truly is what is in the best interests of your brother and other boys like him, as your friend Professor Greene an attest.”She hesitated for a moment, looking around in her handbag for something as she began to cry softly, uneasy at what she was here to. She clicked the mouse on its mat alongside her, and connected to the internet. The website sprang onto the screen, and she went into the User Control Panel, then clicked on ‘Contacts & Friends’.She looked at the list, and clicked on a couple of favourites, going to their profile pages, and then to their picture albums. A quick look at the pictures of their cocks gave her the inspiration she needed, so she left a cryptic comment for each of them to read next time they were on-line, and she. I asked her what she liked watching, and she did not answer right away. I pulled my finger from her pussy and as I slapped her pussy I told her “answer me!” in a stern voice. She said softly, “I like to watch blowjobs” as she looked down submissively. I pulled her head up and asked “is that what you want to do to me?”. She hesitated but shook her head affirmatively. Fuck, my dick was pounding with excitement. I went back to fingering her and told her to rub her clit. She obeyed and.