“He…” Her eyes fall to the floor. “He passed away a while back.” “Oh… I’m sorry. Sounds like he was a good man.” She looks back up at me with those sparkling eyes as blue as the ocean. “He was.” “How did he die?” She rubs her neck as she turns away. “He was… murdered.” “Oh… I… I’m sorry. Did they catch who did it?” “No…” I can tell she doesn’t feel comfortable talking about the subject. I don’t want to press it so I quickly change the subject. “So Professor Nystrom seems rather cool.” Her face shoots back up to mine with a smile. “Yeah! She’s really awesome!” “Definitely by far my favorite. Of course, most of my professors are Law or political science professors and I hate both of those subjects.” “Why do you take them, then? Can’t you just tell your parents you don’t want to go that route?” “Ha, that’s funny. No one tells my parents what to do… They’re always right and sex there’s no arguing with them. Both of them used to be lawyers before getting elected into Congress.” “That sucks…” “Yeah, it’s what it is. Luckily I was able to get a scholarship to this University or else I’d be at one of the Ivy Leagues.” “Don't you want to go to an indian Ivy League school?” “No, not really. The only thing special about the Ivy Leagues is the supposed prestige you get from going there. The only thing you get from them is a larger ego.” She giggles. “Don’t let them fool you. There’s nothing special about someone who goes to an Ivy League. The only reason most kids get into those schools is because of their parents. They probably bribed some official to get their kid in there or made some big donation and of course, the parents are probably alumni so they need their kids to go there as well. He had fucked her like they told him to and done it so well that he had fucked the girl into a writhing and sticky daze. He told her from now on she would also be hairless at all times, so he said we will start that sex now, he got up and went to the bathroom and came back with a bowl a towel and a razor, and had her lie back on the couch .I could see this was for my benefit otherwise he would have done it in the bathroom. I looked down at Jim's black cock. She gasped with relief. "You! Jeff looked at his sister wondering if she were objecting to the treatment of her daughter or begging for something to be shoved inside her own body. She also needed to put away the pair of jeans she had carried at the latest urban exploring and the other things she had washed. I saw Jill smiling. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. It was a wink that was intended only for indian Ivy, but Elsie saw it, as well. The boy came again! Except for the finger rape Katelyn now loved to tease her about, the only sexual experience she ever had with another girl was a bit of kissing and experimenting with her best friend. Shelly walked over to me and said Master may I take care of you this slut is finished. He went back to watching the cricket. Finally!"