We, followed her in, and all sat down at the breakfast counter in the kitchen. I explained the program to her; she just nodded her head. When I had co...pleted my outline; I asked if she would like to tell me a little bit about herself."Sure, she said, I'm seventeen years old; my dad abandoned us when I was ten. I left high school last month. I came home one night after work, and found my mother dead on the floor, shot to death. They figure it was a robbery gone bad. The state wanted to put me in. Now, if she was closer to a student from NY, she would go see them and arrange a campus tour if they seemed seriously interested. I suggested that as long as she maintained a residence there we should spend a week every month in Towson so she could be in touch with friends and work. Melody didn’t entirely agree with that arrangement, but it was open for discussion.We had booked flights out of Tampa back to New York on Friday and we spent every day on Clearwater Beach enjoying ourselves, all the. Melissa just leant back into the sofa and fed herself all the cum that she could gather; like it was some kind of nectar, or medicine from the god’s that had to be taken twice a day. She seemed to love it. With every moment I was becoming more and more uneasy with the situation. I guess, guilt was starting to set in. Melissa must have sensed it. “Don‘t be guilty,” she told me as she stood up, “that was a wonderful fuck, I needed it badly, and I‘m glad it was you that gave it to me.” “I know. Amy and her pit crew celebrated over at Victory Lane. She celebrated by doing a cartwheel like her male counterpart Carl Edwards does a backflip when he wins a race. Her family, friends, and her pit crew came down to Victory Lane to celebrate with her. They were so proud of her. Even more proud of her was her boyfriend, rising professional soccer star Talan Carver. He came with white roses in hand and gave her a hug and a kiss. He had just came from a soccer game where his team won the.