Wow again. This was a classy lady yet her briefest movement was seductive and flirty. As my hand was hovering over my growing cock she leant forwar... and moved it to my side and said softly "be proud". At this she looked around as if checking, put her finger in front of her mouth to ask for quietness and slipped her hands under the hem of her skirt. Very very slowly whilst her green eyes held me captive she pulled her skirt to reveal more of her shapely legs. MMMM stocking tops were. Conversations were yes-and-no affairs as we both tried to find our own ways to deal with everything. Every time I got up to go upstairs, I could feel her eyes following me as she sat there reading her books or watching tv. In a way, it made me feel kind of bad knowing she knew what I was going to do. But needs must. Puberty and ball ache was a thing that needed satisfying and right now there was only one way to do that.That is, until three days later...It had gone six in the evening. Back home. Thank you for that. I don’t think I’m gonna release it though. If you do, that’s cool. It was you that managed to get into her computer to begin with.”She shrugged. “Nah. I hear she’s doing better now. I’d still have to wait a year before I could release anything anyway. She’s still only 17. When she was the bitch-princess, I could get behind putting her teenage ass out for the vultures to fight over. I heard she went into rehab and she’s doing something with her fame, volunteering for a few. I grabbed a robe, put it on as I left my rooms, and went next door to chastise such rude guests.I did not bother to knock. "Was it your intention to wake the whole house or –" my voice stopped as my brain registered what I was seeing.It looked as if Joey and Pharaoh had been about to make love before the argument started. Joey was in nothing but an open tuxedo shirt. Pharaoh was wearing his black silk house pants – the ones he never wore anything under. They both looked at me – Joey surprised,.