"Thank you again for helping me. I know most landlords wouldn't be so understanding," she said."Well most tenants aren't as good as you, Ms. Chambers,... he said, smiling as he walked her to the door.The next few days went by pretty much as usual. True to his word, Carl called the court building and put a stop to the eviction, then called the cable company and the phone company and found out what would be needed to restart Melanie's service. Melanie came home that next day and found a small card. “Stop it guys!” I laugh, mock chiding the both of them. “That’s not how to say goodbye to Petra, flashing your dicks at the poor girl. Why don’t you say goodbye properly.” “Bye Petra,” they chorus. “That’s better,” I smile. Petra manages to emit a strangled ‘ok bye’ and she bolts for the door. “Oh sweetie?” I call, as she’s opening it. She turns around super cautiously. “First class is that English Lit intro thing, isn’t it?” Petra nods. “Yeah, thought so. Thing is, I’m meant to be at that, but. When these parties were held, the guests had run of the entire house, excepting private chambers. However, when a noble desired a room to be less than inviting, and keep the guests from loitering within them overlong, they would intentionally keep the lighting low in them.It was not a particularly large library, and she peered around the long rows of books on their oaken shelves. Lastly, her eyes came to rest upon the form of the young man, his back to her, hunched over one of the writing. I was so happy that Jenny seemed to be experiencing the same pleasure that I was having.We collapsed into each other's arms. I held Jenny's small body against mine, kissing her face, her eyes, her mouth, her neck. What was I doing? I had just made love, passionate love to a girl, a girl less than half my age and I had loved it, loved it, loved, loved, loved it, loved the feel of her, the sensation of her body pressed against mine, her breasts against my breasts, her hard, pointy nipples digging.