" Martin was surprised at the woman's level ofindifference to his exposed body as she ignored him."Just relax hon while I get this bonnet off your hea...," she saidstretching the elastic band and pulling it over the curlers. She let himsit for a moment as she put the bonnet down. She put her palms oncurlers and held them firmly for a moment."What the hell is going on here? This can't be happening to me," he saidsoftly and turning his head again."Please hold still sir," she said turning his head. " Would you like a cup, too?" I asked Peyton. She nodded.Peyton sat down at the kitchen table next to Mom while I grabbed some coffee."So, how did things go last night?" asked Mom."Mom! How could you ask that?" I exclaimed, nearly dropping the coffee pot."It's okay," said Peyton. "It's obvious both our parents were concerned about us. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to talk about it. You know, like we talked in class?" Maybe you're right," I conceded. My concession, however, did not mean I was. "Clay...let me sit on your face. Lick me out, please" she said timidly.He must have nodded a hundred times as she disrobed. With a figure and especially thighs and an ass like hers, which were as nicely shaped and as well sized as he could imagine, he was going to all she asked for with honors. He grew eager, quickly. Wrap her around me, he thought. Take her and make love to her body, he told himself as a smile greater then the Milky Way developed on his face. Yes, she saw it, and felt more at. Her boss, who wasn't too much older than her, was going to be pissed, and she knew it. She was very nervous as she rode the elevator to the top floor and zipped across the floor to her desk just outside the boss's office. She prayed that Bethany, her boss, hadn't noticed. Her prayers went unanswered, though, as there was an instant buzz from the intercom: "Catherine, get you ass in here,"With a frustrated and defeated sigh, the 5'7 woman stood to her feet and eased her way towards the door that.