After Mike finished his cereal and Dyl'fair got Mike to produce a snack for her, they headed for Roy's house to visit and arrived to find everyone up,...and finishing breakfast.The two boys visited while the Nymphs traded information, until the phone rang. It was Harold another friend with some disturbing thoughts and news.Harold had mentioned to his Nymph, Ayl'fair, that he wondered what would happen if the trees in the Sacred Grove where to be cut down.He told them the Ayl'fair had fainted. She. As the week began to fade into my review mirror, thoughts of her crept into my mind.I had begun exchanging email with her a few weeks prior. We had connected, initially, through a local listing in a 'free' rag found in some restaurants and bars throughout town. What had started as a sort of ruse, had turned into something more. I don't believe either of us expected anything to evolve from it, but here I was, on the way to meet her.Our first contacts were innocent enough, witty banter back and. For a moment we said nothing. She sat still. What she was teaching me soon became clear. The sensations of being wetly enclosed grew sharper, the details of her inner shape and texture engraving itself onto my brain. But there was little chance of controlling ourselves completely; my hard shaft gave an involuntary throb, and she responded with a contraction of her cunt. She told me "Just be still, now. Try to be still."I did. But my cock insisted on arching now and then, soaking in the pleasure. It was my sophomore year two months into the new school year.I had been going to the library and reading a few of the more interesting books that were in a school's library.The librarian Miss Daniels was a curvaceous red head around thirty-eight years old.Whenever I went to the front desk to check out a new book,she always smiled and told me that knowledge was power and regular reading increased your knowledge.One day I was the only one in the library reading a book and Miss Daniels walked back.