Bernstein in to see.”“I did not know he played la guitara.”“He doesn’t, but he seems to possess a special gift for music. We were hoping he ...ight try.”“Uh, Doctora, I play guitara very good. I could give him lessons if you want. No charge.”“Thank you, but John Doe left us some time during the night. The police are looking for him now.”Raul looked stricken. “He is gone? Oh no! Was it because of me, what I did?”“No, Raul, I’m sure it wasn’t because of you. Come back in the morning and we’ll. His hand just a few inches above her olive colored skin, moved down her body. He paused at the edge of the sheets, taking them in his finger tips, raising them and then moving them down the rest of her expansive body. The view of her full figure had his cock twitching. A sigh escaped her lips, surprising Jim and he dropped the sheets in his fingers. Thankfully the sheets had made it down far enough so that her whole body was now exposed. Unable to contain his urges any longer, he had to feel. There was already a bulge under his robe. "I'm all about learning that. I mean if I have to." He tried to make his voice sound like he was overworked and abused, but he couldn't pull it off.She took him into the studio and, while he dropped his robe, exposing his hardon, she took her own clothes off. She had a feeling this was a bad idea, if she was really going to try to limit letting his prick into her pussy, but she needed an orgasm and she didn't want to get it from her own fingers. She sat. "How's he treating you?" I asked, pointing to Doctor Mercer's house as we passed the street where he lived with his family."Okay, I guess. I hope you didn't tell him that we're friends," she said."I haven't seen him since school started. I suppose I should check to see if he's given up running, or just changed the times he runs." I wouldn't mind running at night," she said, adding, "Charlie may not want me taking his car, though." I could pick you up," I offered."That would be too much trouble,.