" Yeah, right! Okay, let's assume I believe you. What are you selling?" All I want to do is to learn how to serve you." So, you want to learn how to s...erve me? Like a slave, huh?" Walter snickered. "Okay, show me what's under your skirt."Walter gasped when the woman grabbed the hem of her short skirt and yanked it straight up. His eyes locked on the shimmer of her silky red panties, but then he quickly looked around her to see if there was a camera or others watching. They were alone so his eyes. He was shoving his hips forward, like he was trying to hump the air. A stream of precum was dribbling onto the tile floor. His eyes were closed. His breath coming out in shallow gasps.Rosa approached her classmate cautiously. "Carlos ... Are you okay?"The boy half opened his eyes. Rosa wasn't sure he saw her."Please ... Please..." he gasped.Rosa reached out and touched the tip of Carlos' painfully erect penis.Carlos let out a cry, more animal than human. He ejaculated a geyser of semen that. Don't ask me how. You see I am Sam."She squinted at me, "What kind of a stupid joke is that!" Mary, honest it's me Sam, I'm trapped it here." That's the most cockamammy story I've ever heard! Go away you fatcracker, I'm not playing along with you, GET OFF MY PROPERTY!"As she screamed our boxer started running toward the screen door."Please listen, I can answer any question that only your husband wouldknow, like you lost your big toe in a water skiing accident in theBahamas on our honeymoon."As. " How true." Doesn't Mr. Walker appreciate you?" Oh I suppose. It's just that..." What?" He still spends a lot of time at the office. I guess I shouldn't feel this way, but sometimes I think he wants more than I can give and he seems distracted lately, especially the last few days. He's hardly even looked at me." We all get distracted at times, Mrs. Walker."You think so? And please, call me Claire." Yes, of course," said Shanti, setting the brush aside and beginning to lightly massage Claire's.