I asked if we were allowed to inquire what the other dancers were performing? The young man at the table didn’t see why not and told us that they we...e all doing either the Samba or the Quickstep.Claire and I talked for a moment and then told him we would be doing a Traditional Slow Waltz. We wanted to be last if that was OK and asked if could we give them our music first thing in the morning? He said nobody ever asked that before. After making a call, we were told we needed to get the music to. And ever since I’d left Florida, I’d been using his name. I’d created a whole story for Tom Stone, how he’d just graduated from high-school and had taken-off to see a bit of the world, hitchhiking from here to there, finding work where he could. “I figure I’ll travel around the south while it’s cold up north, and maybe head out to California. I hear you only have to live there a year to get residence, then I can go to college for free.” In reality, my name is Riley Ramsax and I was born. Her neck craving more and more. Another command and her hands move to her breasts. She feels their familiar weight. She caresses herself gently. She enjoys the growing heat within. Fingers twisting nipples. Her own touch so soft. Her hands move over her upper body. Slowly, savoring the silky smoothness. She knows she is being watched and she doesn't care. She needs this, a deep need. Her hands are moving constantly more bold. Caresses firmer. She leans forward to feel the full import of the. “Priti Ma’am, I am so sorry, please don’t tell me parents Ma’am’.”Shut up Adi.How dare you behave like that with me? Do you want another tight slap? I am so angry I don’t know what to do right now”. My face was still stinging with her earlier slap. “No please Ma’am, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to…please don’t tell anyone.please my life will be over” ” I don’t get it, you were such a sweet boy at 14, polite and well mannered,decent and now look how these last 4 years have changed you.” “Ma’am.