He smacks me two more times and my pussy juice start to dribble on his leg. He starts to rub my ass gently and pulls me up for a deep kiss. “Did y...ou learn your lesson?” he demands. I look into his eyes and shake my head no. We both start to laugh. I kiss him again and slowly slide my body down his until I am kneeling in front of his cock. It is already rock hard and starting to glisten with pre-cum from his own work. My mouth begins to water; I can’t wait to taste him. I slowly run my. “How do you feel about it now it’s actually happening?” Pete eventually asked, his voice unconvincingly casual.“Nervous,” was all I could muster in reply.“Having second thoughts?”“No! Well, yes, but... I don’t know,” I gabbled.“You don’t want me to turn round and go home?” he asked half-jokingly, putting his hand on my thigh.The idea did have an appeal but instead, I took his fingers in mine and squeezed.“Not unless you want to,” I said, looking into what I could see of his face. “You’re sure. With maths a student either understood it ornot. If the principles and theory were understood, a student didn'thave to work much reading around a subject. That was my kind of degree.No long hours burning the candle at both ends studying legal casestudies and reports or learning pages and pages medical names, termsand knowledge, not to mention the deductive slog when doing diagnosis.Besides, I had a brain like a computer and found long complexcalculations to be fun, a doddle even as I often. .”“Oh, certainly it was. And who repeatedly told all of us that there was no way to distinguish her simulated missions from real ones, hmmm? I’m going to have a meeting with Ship as soon as I can. It’s time for me to start learning about her systems. I should have been practicing long before now.”“Di, I...”“Glad you agree with me,” she said as she reached to kiss him on the cheek.The dress shop owner arrived with three assistants and a van full of boxes and packages. Jeff wasn’t allowed to.