Fast forward two years. I received a call from my mother.“Your father wants you over to the house,” Mom said when I answered the phone.“That’... a surprise. What’s the occasion?” “I don’t know. He’s being very mysterious, but he says it’s important and the sooner the better.”“Do you think I should accept?”“I don’t see the harm in listening to what he has to say. Maybe it’s good news. I’d love to see you back home.”“In that case I’d be more than happy to accept.”Dad greeted me as if he really. His name was Mr. James, he was tall & muscular with the smoothest, deepest voice a man could have. Imagine Rick Fox, only ten times better. One Thursday Mr. James was pasing back papers. He stopped by my desk to tell me he wanted to speak with me about my grade after school. "Cassandra, your grades are beginning to fall. I would like you to come in so we can discuss how to bring them back up." I wasn't sure but I could have sworn his eyes had strayed from mine down to the little bit of cleavage. I started suckin them..kissing..them..touching them...and ran my finger down to her thong...I rubbed her pussy just over her thong..as she reached down and led my hand to slide inside her pussy....and wow was her pussy dripping wet now...so as I was suckin her tits.. I also fingered her..she came right away too...I knew had this slut right where I wanted cus she has not been getting any sex or hardly any....so I told her to lay back on those leather seats...so I could taste that pussy..I told. Don’t do this.”Rozkoo’s body now pressed into Magda’s as the kissesbecame stronger. Rozkoo sensed the struggles of the womansubside. She continued her kissing, eventually reachingMagda’s soft lips. With Magda still whispering to stop,Rozkoo began to kiss those lips, running her studdedtongue over the older woman’s mouth, gently at firstand then with more passion.Now Rozkoo felt Magda’s body relax. As she continued tokiss the woman, she released her arms.