I wonder if she's wearing panties and if so what color they are. I wonder what her evening plans are. Curling up on the couch with a paperback romance...? Or perhaps going out with her girlfriends to the coffee shop down the street?You probably wonder how I get my work done while thoughts of Lily battle my mind for control. The truth of the matter is I'm a very skilled mechanic and I can pretty much work with my eyes closed. When I was growing up, my dad would no sooner take a car to a garage to. The more I thought of Laurie dressed in that suit the more I grimaced in pain. I had to try to distract myself and before I knew it I found myself reciting the Vagina Monologues. After about five minutes I walked out of the restroom and returned to Laurie telling her it must have been something I ate."I'm so sorry, John. Would you like to leave?" That's alright, Laurie. I think I will be fine."Laurie tried on a number of other suits and it took all my strength and effort to focus upon something. No. I think I'll take a shower."Charlie turned to leave, but she looked back at me. For only a second, I caught her look before she disappeared, but I think she was glaring angrily at me.A few moments later, we heard the shower start in the bathroom above us and my father simply pushed me onto the floor. He rolled me onto my back and then pulled down my shorts and panties in just one swipe. He opened his robe and pushed his boxers down. His cock was still hard and throbbing.With only a little. And since I’m on an athletic scholarship at Watermill College, I don’t pay for books, tuition, or even room and board. It’s all for free. The school loves its student-athletes. And we love them right back. So, we entered the club and checked out the scene. Club Axis was frequented by the elite of Boston’s wealthiest Black families. The sons and daughters of this unique enclave of accomplished black professionals came to party here. A lot of people think rich young black men and wealthy young.