She asked the questions and wrote the replies. (Good, because my spelling and penmanship sucked big time.) BUT! Wait a second here! Some of these ques...ions can't be on any application! (I really think she enjoyed seeing me turn beet red!) Especially when she kept using the "RICKY" name! She then asked for my parent's names and phone numbers for their work and for home. I had to tell her I was living with my mother and that that my parents were divorced.Oh crap! This set off another bunch of. I was moved emotionally by Missy's grace and affection. I felt like crying, more out of desperation than anything else. I needed this never-ending arousal to be quenched. Her essence tasted so sweet that I became dizzy with desire. My body thrashed against its restraints, rejecting this long, drawn-out torment. Would it ever end? Her long, soft fingers left my lips and I heard her panties slip down her long legs. My imagination couldn't keep up with my heartbeat. All the blood in my body rushed. She offered a tour of the home and spent a lot of time showing me the beds in all three bedrooms. She allowed me to choose which one I wanted to spend the next few hours in. I chose the master bedroom which had a very nice king-sized bed. She then performs a very sexy strip tease which was another new exotic thrill for eighteen-year-old me. I had never seen such sexy and beautiful undergarments. The fabric appeared almost transparent and very silky and form-fitting. She told me she had. In the morning I got my regular hard-on. I felt a bit uncomfortable as it was hitting didi near her thigh. I just got up and left to avoid confrontation and did not wish to get in her bad books. That night she called me to her bedroom and said she is feeling lonely and to sleep beside her like her daughter. I accepted.We both slept soundly for half of the night. By 1 I felt something very warm in my palms it was her stomach, her top had slid up and I was touching her stomach, nice smooth flat.