Stacey certainly wasn't. She's sporting a swollen jaw and some other bruises today."Missy stared at me as if I had two heads.I decided to tell her the... whole story. I could see her eyes tearing up as I finished."That's not what Junior tells me, but I believe you, John. You're right. This needs to stop. No one should be hurt like that." Why Missy Harmon," Mrs. Bishop was genuinely surprised when she brought our menus. "I thought you were going out with my boy." Not tonight, Mrs. Bishop. Junior. Then I felt his tongue go to work over my crevice, his stubble tickling my nether region and heightening my arousal. I groaned as I felt exotic sensations washing over me.I felt myself drifting off into a state of intense sexual arousal. I don’t know what Derek’s tongue was doing between my legs, but before I knew it, an orgasm was sweeping over me that nearly blew my head off. I was seeing stars for a moment. My hips bucked manically and I was grasping at the bed sheets to stop myself from. Jean turned to look at him squinting and trying to look disgusted. She looked rather amusing instead and Ben chuckled shaking his head. She stuck her tongue out at him and turned back to the contents of the refrigerator for the ingredients to make an omelet with."Well Mr. Tech-Man," she started, "maybe you can find a way to make it work like that." She put the stuff on the counter then reached under a cabinet to retrieve a large 14" iron skillet."That's easy. All that needs to be done is to. There's no space for an eleven year old daughter." Eleven years old!" I was a teenager when my bastard of a husband made me pregnant. If it wasn't for him I'd have gone to medical school when I was a lot younger." How old are you?" asked Alex. He'd thought that because she was a student, Lakeisha would also probably be about the same age as Karen. Typical, though, for his love life to pass from one student to another. And now his separation was about to become a divorce. It was a good thing.