.. I just gave him a nice smile and he kept walking. I stretched for a good 5 mins and decided to head back, I had a feeling he was following me back ...so I kind of slowed down my pace till I could hear his steps getting closer, my heart was racing from being nervous and at the same time excited... I turned and he was right behind me with a big smile and I say "it's a nice day today" he response "yeah a really nice day" then he says " nice ass" that made me so embarrassed I didn't know what to. I thought.He clipped up the posters, sat on his desk (his balls popping out) and began to explain the female reproductive system.Not being too interested, I looked mostly at his balls that were so big and hairy."They probably haven’t been emptied in a while". I thought to my horny self.After the explaining of the female system I asked him if I could go to the bath room and he said."Yeah, go ahead; I have to get ready for the next part anyway."So I went and came back and sat down, he seemed to. In fact, most of the women I sleep with ... and those number in the thousands ... never learn it. And I don’t learn their names, either. I’m just the guy who squirts the sperm, and there’s no personal connection at all. That’s what a Stud does.A half a century ago, they might have called me a sperm donor. Back then, there were plenty of fertile men, and some of them used to donate their sperm for money when a woman wanted a baby but their lovers couldn’t make it happen. That all changed about. Wearing her sportswear. A sports bra and black gym leggings. She asked if I could also pour her some water, because it’s insanely hot outside. She was drenched in sweat. I poured her some water into a glass and left it on the counter and she playfully hopped on over to it, her titties bouncing up and down, not even a sports bra can contain those milkers. All I could think about was giving her a tongue bath and lick the sweat off her back and her titties. She said that we should work out.