Me: And we’re all in the same class? Haven’t you already taken it?Chloe: Yes, but they change the content with every year, always something new!Me...: Ok. That’s weird.Chloe: I guess so.She went near the table where the teacher sits and pretended to be a teacher. I wanted to play along.Chloe: Have you done your homework Aafi?Me: Sorry miss Chloe, I was out all night gazing at the stars!Chloe: Hmm. After school detention for you then!Me: You have detention here?Chloe: No! Hahaha! I was kidding!Me:. She then put the drink down and looked down at me."Ooh look," she groaned, "I'm covered in crumbs! Get all this for me."She demanded as she held her legs open more making sure my head wasn't restrained between her thighs."Ok Mistress." I replied as I lifted my head up and began to lick up the crumbs from off of her beautiful belly. I had to push the tip of my tongue into her bellybutton to get at the bits of crumbs that had nestled into it, that had tickled her as she had chuckled and slightly. Aboard the U.S.S. Ronald Reagan, the ship's alarm sounded 'battle stations' throughout the ship, as a large craft was detected coming at them. It was traveling at roughly 28,000 feet and at a speed of mach 6. On the flight deck, two F-18s launched from the catapults and went to full afterburner, climbing to form a line between the carrier and the strange craft. Commander William Barlow and Lieutenant Commander Michael McCall leveled out their fighters at 30,000 feet and started arming their. I got stuck with her and had to kick her out. Our relationship started out hot and steamy and ended on a sour note. At least I had tried to be polite about asking her to kindly move out. At first she insisted on giving it another shot. Being polite failed and in the end I asked her daughter Bridget, to get her mom out of my house. This rather desperate strategy worked only too well, and now Sylvia would not talk to me. I wasnt complaining but at the same time, I did care about the bitch and.