"I'm thinking somethingmore like Barber's Adagio for Strings." Relaxing with some nice classical music doesn't sound like a bad idea,"Riley commented ...in a conciliatory manner. "I'd kick off my shoes andtake a breather if I were you. I'm sure that's exactly what you need,but lay off the booze, will you?" Alright, fine," I relented. "If you're not perturbed by all this crap,what can I do about it? Let's pretend we live in the Buffyverse andenjoy the hell out of it. I'm totally with you. Wholesome. Partly that was so they controlled the content they put out, but it was also for everyone's privacy. I fully understood. Stuff like this could destroy their business if it got out. They also told me my salary.I seriously, and I mean seriously considered going to work for them full time and not going to LSU. If this was what a Production Assistant made, what about a full-time employee? I was impressed.The woman, Barbara Stevens, had also secured an apartment I was sharing with three other girls.. I longed to stuff my thick cock in a tight little teen with daddy issues and as soon as the papers were signed, I set out to do just that. Unfortunately, there's not as many dick hungry teens as I'd hoped there'd be so I often settled for girls considerably younger which wasn't hard to do being that I was nearly 50. The first girl I fucked after my divorce was a tall, thick, curvy beautiful slut with huge titties that bounced heavily when I pounded her. I'd met her at the local Applebees one. " So, I sort of kissed him back and, somehow, we were on the bed and all tangled up and, you know, making out, groping and stuff and pretty soon we were both naked. He had his socks on. And his thing..." Naomi!" I'm sorry, his penis. I held it, squeezed it. It was all hard and stiff and leaking so I licked it, and he went crazy and then he was in me, in me deep, and he was arched up and had a funny look on his face, and his hips were moving like crazy." And what were you doing?" What you taught.