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He'd never forget them basically seducing him into fucking the three of them together and it had been a night to remember forever.Now it was time for Rob to resume his classroom sex ed instruction and he was ready for the next sessions that were ahead in his curriculum. That night when the sex ed class convened, Rob stood in front of the class and used a few moments to lay the foundation for what was ahead that evening."Hello, everyone," Rob said in order to get his class quieted down. "I hope all of you are still enjoying this class, and you know if you have any questions, please always feel free to ask me," Rob reassured his students. "Is everyone ready to get started tonight?" Rob asked as he started undoing his own pants and unbuttoning his shirt."Tonight is Review Night, folks, and I want to see all of you trying out everything I've shown you so far, OK?" Rob said as he reached over and grabbed one of the condoms that he'd made sure were readily available for all the students'. I chopped the throttle. Five ton sailboats don't stop on a dime. I threw the transmission in reverse and throttled back up, coming to a full stop, then shifting into neutral. The party barge was turning back for her when she swam to my hull."Pull me in, please," she said. "Please..."I tossed a bight of a mooring line over the side to her. She put the strap of her bag in between her teeth and grabbed the line. We both pulled and she was quickly standing on the bulwark."Are you okay?" I asked."Yes. If I can stay here. I don't want back on THAT boat."'That boat' was pulling alongside."Kaitlyn! Come back!" One beer-bearing lad hollered. "I'm cool. Okay?" Forget it, Todd! I have a ride home!" She turned to me. "Act like you're okay with it." Her eyes were on the cusp between asking and begging.I nodded."Be that way then, you frigid bitch!" Mister Romance hollered, producing general laughter from his mates.The throttle opened up on the party barge and it struggled up to speed, leaving me.
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“I certainly hope not,” I said, kissing her again. We held each other and kissed between sips of coffee until it was time for me to go. “See you at noon,” Riley called from the door as I walked to my truck. I drove the few hundred yards down the street and parked in front of the project house. It was at the opposite end of the street facing Riley’s house. My boss pulled up shortly after and gave me the keys to the house. “I’ve got too much to do this week so you’re gonna hafta run this one,” he said, “If you can get it done on time and there’s no problems, I’ll make you a foreman.” I was surprised and excited by his confidence in me, also a little nervous as we walked through the house while he explained what needed done. We were basically gutting the house and putting an addition on the back. When the rest of the crew arrived, he told them I was their new foreman before jumping in his truck and driving off. The guys, except Sam, congratulated me on the promotion, Sam grumbled about.

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