”Wayne told him the whole disastrous story of sleeping in class, his golden opportunity, and about his research paper and the fraudulent notes.“Ye...s. Fraud would be an academic way to put it. And your professor knew all about this file?” said his uncle.“Yes. Dr. Allen’s husband compiled a catalog of the entire file box. I guess he died soon after they were married but she had a copy of the catalog in her office.” His uncle seemed taken aback by something Wayne said, but he couldn’t tell what. One time when we met in the upstairs hall she was just coming out of the shower in a bathrobe. The bathrobe was artisitcally arranged to show deep cleavage, a view I certainly noticed. I knew she was teasing me, because when I glanced back at her she was looking back at me to see if I noticed. Another time when I was watching TV in the family room at the head of the basement stairs, she plopped down in shorts on the far end of the sofa, but within a minute had her feet in my lap and was asking. You are responding to my fingers so nice. I make you get on. I make you guide me in.'Stick it in, I hope it hurts'. 'I am going to make it hurt'.'Ride me slut'! 'Suck the cum out of me whore'!I grip your hips tightly and guide you up and down on my shaft. Sometimes pulling your cheeks apart more to feel me pushing deep inside you.When you begin to use me, I bite your nipples, a little too hard but careful to not injure you. Building up and up. I grab both of your breasts and squeeze. Pumping in. Trust me on that one. I've done this lots of times during my thirty years on this planet. Why, this stud has done it with lots of men and women. They all turn into gibbering wimps and weaklings when the big black cock goes up their buns sans lube. Oh, yeah. Besides, when your ass gets fucked sans lube, it tends not to be pleasant. So, spread them and let me grease them up, sweetie. Yes, that's good. Now, roll over. I want to see that pussy of yours.Alright, you shaved your pussy in anticipation.