As much as we appreciate your recital I would agree with Uh Jim that memorizing the work of another and presenting in this class is unacceptable. You ...may be seated.”There was a ripple of laughter in the gallery and Lexie glared back at them, “This is not a stand-up comedy act, now let’s get down to business, okay?” Lexie crossed over to her laptop and presented a graphic and asked, “who in this group can tell me what situational irony is and why does it apply to this short story?”The room fell. I started to lick the tip of his cock, tasting him,saviouring his taste. It had been too long since the last one. Eager to please I took all of his cock deep in my throat and let him fuck my face, his cock deep in my throat. It felt so fucking good my cock was still throbbing. My friend was getting into fucking my throat harder and harder, my eyes watering as I gagged. I took his cock from my mouth and wanked it off inches from my face, his cock covered in my spit and saliva. I stood up and he. His hands are gripping the arm rests but he’s trying to look relaxed. ‘You can touch me,’ I whisper. ‘Not yet,’ he whispers back and I hear him exhale. I half smile in the half dark and continue lifting up my shirt until it comes up and over my head, my long hair messy around my face. I throw my shirt behind me and go to take my heels off. ‘Leave them,’ he says, and I stop. I can see, even in the shadows, him looking at every square inch of my body. I must look very different to him now,. ................................................. ........... Ron speaks; “Hey man, how’ it going.” “Good, good.” I reply. “How did things go for Bart last night after we left?” I ask Ron. “Ok Ray. He said Cindy took awhile to appear but seemed ok when he saw her. He said she smiled at him that was it.” “Let me get on with this man, it was wild.” Ron says excitedly.Ron is fifteen years my junior so our language is different. Ron wants to, has to talk about Cindy.