He taps the strings, instead of strumming them, on an electric amplified guitar. YouTube it, I promise you’ll be impressed. My rendition on the pian... does no justice to his skill and genius.”Isabeau nodded her head and coyly said, “Make my story very scary. I love to be frightened. It provides me such a thrill!”The Maestro laughed and replied, “What creature of the night would you like to visit you at midnight?”Isabeau thought for a second and then excitedly replied, “A werewolf!”“As you wish,. But then, there was nothing much I could do to stop it... So I gathered my books and walked over to her house, rather dejectedly.Before I do go on, a little about the math teacher. She must have been in her mid 20's or probably late 20's, about 5'6" tall, well... neat bust and ass... actually, didnt give it more thought than that. I suppose she was considered sexy. Well, it was not like she looked pretty in her formal clothes, glasses et al at school. She was recently married, but her husband. Pleeeeaaasseee” Lena whimpered, but at the same time she turned on her back and parted those perfect legs.“You want to try?” Carl asked, 100% gentleman….but I couldn’t mss out on humiliating the girl“Who should beat your pussy, Lena?” I asked the trembling girl….“You, Sir, pleeeaaseee” I guess she was calculating that there was a chance that I was less skillful or more empathic than her “lover” who she obviously knew well, but she was to be dissapointed once again.“Hold them high, and nicely. As he slid the door closed he heard his wife's sobs.[And now-- ]Early stood in the darkness of the patio, looking at the clouds overhead. He sat heavily on a chair and looked back through the patio door at his wife.She had stopped sobbing and went to the kitchen. She got herself a glass of water and gulped it down. Wiping her eyes, she straightened her shoulders, and opened the door. "Early, will you listen? I want to tell you the whole truth. Please don't interrupt."Early turned his head and.