Professor, Professor I Know iI´s Late, But Please Tell Me How To Change My Grade?

""Sir. are you implying that I… have sex with you?” she whispers in a low voice, hardly daring to finish the sentence. My insides are jubilant with joy."

I loosen my Trendhim tie, which is a modern classic, and move my filled glass of cognac to my mouth. I smell its natural aroma of caramel and fruit which feels pleasant in my nostrils. I take a sip of...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home – Part 4 of 7

""If I'm going to do something for you, then you have to do something for me too," I said firmly."

“What the hell are you doing here?” the accusation came out of me. It was her, the damned bitch. I scanned her with my sight and liked what I saw. She wore thigh-short jogging pants, which gave full access to...

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home – Part 2 of 7

"My gaze was sucked down between her legs, and down to the panties that were in the way. I licked my lips and took a deep solid breath."

The next day I woke up late in the morning, around eleven o'clock, and I was completely shattered. The festivities and the strong tobacco medicine from the night before had completely knocked me out.I lay in bed for a long...