The only bad thing about that was, I was still a virgin, and I didn’t want to enter college that way. You see, after “Mara” left, I found it har... to get close to anyone. I didn’t think it had anything to do with my physical appearance, besides, I had many female friends, but none would ever accept a date from me. They found that our friendship meant to much to them. I could agree with that. I would rather have them as my friends that not have them at all, but that grew tired quickly. I was. She hoped of my dick, leaving it soaked in her cum and stiff. "Come with me Michael, mummy's just showing Scott around our house" she said innocently taking her 4 year old back up the stairs. I know it was bad of me, but I couldn't help but start to stroke my hard cock as I watched her perky ass move as she walked along the now lit corridor. It was perfect, something I was desperate to cover in cum! As she returned back down the stairs, she looked ready to send me out of the door. But She came. That night he picked her up in his Studebaker, she could get used to thenew Stubi look, but inside it was so much more comfortable and smootherthen the family's old Nash. He took her to Cousino's Navy Bistro. She wasin a form fitting red Cotton dress with a black belt and matching purse.Her stockings were fishnet, and her bra make her look like twin torpedoeswere coming out of her shirt. Stan couldn't keep his eyes off of her,and didn't flinch when she ordered the surf and turf. Stan. Cole said “I think the only solution here is to exclude you”. I was shocked. I was asked to wait outside.Another few minutes passed and Mr. Kay left, then another few minutes and Mr. Chambers came out and said to me “I’ve done my best Donna, but you’ll have to do something for him they don’t call him Creepy Cole for nothing” as he winked at me.A couple of minutes went by and a buzzer sounded instructing me to go into his office, I walked in and Mr. Cole was stood in front of his desk facing me,.