" She stood up and shook my hand again and told me it was a pleasure meeting me. We exchanged numbers and then she left.That night I went online on my...laptop. I went to Xnxx.com and looked up milf porn. I tried to find a porn star who reminded me of Violet. The closest one turned had similar features with breasts and butt size. I watched as the the woman oiled her tits and rubbed her clit moaning. She begged for a nice big fat cock in her mouth and pussy. I started to jerk my cock as it started. Her journey had to include sexuality, love, sacrifice, and growing up. This led to the story of a party-girl who searches for respect, and faces and accepts responsibility.Making her Hispanic was my dig at the plethora of television dramas which all seem to center on the trials and tribulations of beautiful, rich, white people. I refuse to watch them. I cast about for an appropriate ethnicity that matched the fiery-tempered party-girl image, and I went with Hispanic. (I also went with that. . several times, in fact.”“My God! I think this is really going to be funny. These turkeys on the faculty have their heads buried in the sand. They don’t know when they’re overmatched. And they sure are if they try to cross swords with you.”He changed the subject. “Seriously, about Rita ... Do you mind me talking to her?”Kelly smiled warmly. “Not in the least. You could do her a great deal of good. I’m not at all sure what’s in it for you, though.” His jaw dropped as she continued, “If you’re. ” “Yeah.” “So, you’ll wear your shorts. That will be fine.” “You said girls.” “My friends. There’s Tanya, Jasmine and Alex. Tom is Tanya’s husband. Jeremy is Jasmine’s. Alex is divorced. Kevin and me, of course. And you.” “Are you hooking me up?” he asked cautiously. “No, darling. I mean, nothing permanent. You’re still mine. But if one of the other girls wants to sample the goods, that will be all right.” “Jesus, Karla. Are you talking about some sort of an orgy or something?” “Not at all,.