I didn’t talk to anyone. I didn’t answer check my personal email. I wrote the articles I needed to for work, but I felt like I was phoning in the ...answers from some remote part of my brain, composing blog posts lauding fake Christmas trees with ‘authentic’ tree scents, and finding ten synonyms for high-speed for a new internet company that claimed they would ‘revolutionize’ the world. There was a word for what I was doing. Sleepwalking. I was very hungry, but the idea of eating anything was. What to hell, as long as she gives me all I want, let the other guys keep her busy. With that, Marvin continued to prepare for the convention.Meanwhile, Sharon had decided that she would go to Las Vegas. It was ashort flight from San Fran. She would not be noticed because good looking women were a dime a dozen there. She ran through her list of contacts in the area. Hmmm, she thought to herself, as she picked up a picture she had downloaded a few weeks ago, from a "Ted." Look at that Body!. I followed and we reached the entrance to the Boudoir simultaneously. Im sorry, Master, she said politely, but Im still in session. Please allow me to serve you later. Ill wait, I replied, and she smiled. I followed Nicole into the Boudoir and took a seat opposite her shower stall to study her body as she cleaned herself. She was a charmingly attractive girl, with long flowing blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. Her hips were quite slender and she displayed a marvelously tight little round. I knew that she was married and had a child thats only a couple years younger than me, but I was hoping they wouldnt be at home tonight otherwise I didnt know what to expect once we got to her place. My teacher was only gone for a couple of minutes but I already got hard real quick again, as I kept dreaming of how Im going to fuck my hot teacher on the bed she and her husband sleep in, I dont know what exactly it was that made me want to murder my teachers husband and just fuck the shit out of.