”“Don’t be. We’re better off without him. Aren’t we, Joanie?”“Yeah,” Joanie answered as she stared a hole in me. She had wrapped her l...ng hair around her neck and it looked so sexy that my cock began to twitter.“What is she up to? I think she’s going to be trouble with a capital T.”“What are you doing with your hair, Joanie?” Rita asked.“Just playing with it, mom.” Then she asked, “Do you think my hair is too long, Bill?”“Uh, no. Not at all,” I managed to say as my mind was forming images of. .Leaving just her and Maya. Mistress M makes several circles around Maya looking closely at her body, and thinks to herself, &hellip,.strange? Maya is so much the same as was M in her youth? M ,… from behind suddenly cracks her whip and then wields it harshly making several stinging welts on Maya,s bare shapely bottom watching the skin and muscles of Mayas ass cheeks jiggle and respond,.. as she whispers in her ear! This is for the defiance you have shown in your eyes slut, accept my. So she went to check it out. She went to the Western Wall and there he was, walking slowly up to the holy site.She watched him pray and after about 45 minutes, when he turned to leave, using a cane and moving very slowly, she approached him for an interview."Pardon me, sir, I'm Rebecca Smith from CNN. What's your name?"Morris Feinberg," he replied."Sir, how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?" For about 60 years." 60 years! That's amazing! What do you pray for?" I pray. We went out and had a couple of beers and headed back to the dorm early. When we arrived, we found the floor was jumping with drunk teenaged football players. The team had been on campus for a couple of weeks longer than we had, and had gotten into the routine of practicing and getting tutored for classes that they would be having during the week and then tying one on over the weekends. Seems that most of them had been recruited for their playing skills and not so much for their academic.