"Okay. I am very sorry. I am just having real problems today. I brought over David's assignments since he wasn't in class. If I can just show them to ...you, I will get out of here and quit pissing you off with my smutty-assed gutter mouth." Yes, I think that would be best. Step here to the table and show me the assignment, and I will pass it on to David when he is feeling better."Chewing on her lip to keep her mouth shut, Patricia stepped over and opened the textbook. She tried to focus all her. She was soon flirting with me and inviting me out for drinks. I was flattered but was trying my hardest to say no to her. Then during Lockdown we started to chat online daily. She was very flirtatious and talk quickly shifted away from work. I am not sure how it developed but we were not only sharing stories about our sex lives and fantasies but were soon swapping naked photos. Her naked body turned me on but under Lockdown I had little freedom to wank at home. We chatted a lot about what we. While THAT was going to be stressful, I didn’t think it would be nearly as bad as the flight.After lunch, Jeri actually watched out the window as the Great Plains gave way to the Rocky Mountains. She was no longer shaking, and didn’t appear nervous at all. I thought she might actually be enjoying the view. I read and she watched until we began to descend into Los Angeles, when she grew nervous again. I prepared myself for what I knew was coming, a death grip on my arm. It wasn’t quite as bad as. She says I'm a good listener. It sounds ideal right? So what can the problem be, you ask? Well I'm a bitof a compulsive bard, I always think it could be said just a wee bit better.I'll write a story and then sit there and tweak it, never quite sure when tostop. It drives her nuts! Eventually, usually around the fifth or sixth rewriteshe tosses her head back screams that high pitched squeal of disgust and poof,she's gone. That's when I know it's time to post the damn story. This brings us to the.