’ ‘Don’t be sorry. I’m not sorry for myself, and it bothers me for anyone to feel that way.’ After another pause, ‘Sorry for feeling sorry... How can I make up for that?’ ‘Have dinner with me. I’m free tonight and would be happy to show you the town – well, so to speak.’ She laughed at the lame attempt to be funny and responded, ‘I’m free and would be pleased to accept your invitation. How about 8:00 at the registration desk?’ ‘Fine, meet you then.’ I dressed carefully. My things are well. She now straddled me, and pushing against my chest, straightened up. She smiled at me and then I felt her hand on my stiff cock. It was throbbing now, excited from tasting her delicious body and bringing her to climax. She knelt down and looked at my cock, stroking it as though discovering a new toy. As she stroked it a drop of my pre-cum escaped from the head. She paused, and studied it, then knelt closer and licked it. “Hmm, rather tasty.” Eleanor smiled as she then looked at me. “Can I. The spike entered, and I discovered that I had swung too hard. That damned spike stuck and jerked me down as my man fell. Thank God! Never again (until the next time) will I complain about my luck! Just as I was jerked down, a club whistled through the space where my head had been. Had I not been pulled down, I would have been killed on the spot!My victim's fall pulled the spike loose, and I was able to turn my attention to the club wielder. I jerked upright and aimed a blow from my club at the. " I sat down looking in the mirror all make up gone. I watched Mom go towork with scissors trimming and cutting my hair back into something likeMichael had when I boarded. Sure my hair would be shorter but as Momexplained as she worked we could explain that as me needing my hair cutdue to the heat.She worked on as I still seethed a bit over not being allowed just alittle more time. I was still sure it had something to do with lastnight. I wondered what she would have thought had she found maybe.