He lifts me up on his desk, spreading my legs wide for him. I prop my heels on the edge, feeling a little slutty, but so hot at the same time. I can s...e how hard he is through his trousers. He smiles at me, smacking my pussy lightly, making me moan out. “You ready to be taught a new lesson, Ms. Howard?” he grins at me, unbuckling his belt. “I’m thirsty for lessons, Mr. Price. I love to be taught new lessons,” I moan out for him. He reaches out, stroking my clit. It is hard, aching for him to. .. I hate to lose you. You kids have been the best renters ever ... actually, you've been my only renters. I put that little room up there so's I'd have a place to hide from my wife. I'm not sure I'd even rent it out again. She died in that awful Oklahoma City Federal Building blast in '95." You're not 'Losing' us, exactly ... we'll be across the street ... you visit ... we visit." Bill explained, "we don't know jack about Texas history ... except for the Alamo and Davy Crocket ... and we got. My ass did look good in all the mirrors, then my tight leather slacks and killer heels. I teased my erect nipples before I put on a silk blouse with just one button done up so my nipples were poking into the silk.“My man loves me dressing like this for him I teased as I strutted around the room with her staring at me. I love it when he undoes the zip on my leather slacks and slides them down to my ankles. “Can I do for you, Kay asked with a tremor in her voice. That was the very exciting moment. Mother and daughter sat, half facing each other, holding hands and smiling into each other’s eyes. No words were spoken and none were needed. As if their minds were joined, the images and feelings of Isabella’s first awakening flowed through and between them. They both felt great power and joy and it was then that Marisa truly understood what she had to do. She kissed Isabella on the lips and left, saying only that she must think and make plans. While Marisa plumbed the depths of her own secret.