If he cast a lustful glance at me and the even more voluptuous Angie, he kept it a discreet one."Lisa!" he boomed. "You look absolutely lovely! You re...lly are going to be perfect for the show. And who is your charming companion?" Paul," I began, "this is my friend, Angie. I was wondering if you could use her..." ... in a heartbeat," he finished. "She's in. I would be lucky to have her. We can get started taking her measurements immediately." Paul," I went on, "there's something else. Angie.... ... drunk was an understatement. Lying on her belly, her short denim skirt hiked up round her waist, her tiny, red G-string doing nothing to hide her full ass-cheeks, her long, slender legs sheathed in dark stockings. And her high-heels still on her feet. The contents of her handbag strewn across the laminated wooden floor as though she`d struggled to find her mobile phone or something in her drunken haze.I stepped across to the sofa, kneeling down to see if she was okay. She opened her eyes. He was always so tender, so loving, licking and sucking, kissing and fingering. maybe just waiting till that all important 16th birthda to arrive to be completely comfortable. nevertheless, i developed a way of coaxing him, to get my first full fuck!i would rub my little swollen cunt against his rigid cock, holding his hands tightly preventing him from wanking, i would whisper, how hungry and lonely my virgin hole felt and how much i craved to be his little slut...then finally, he did it, his. None dared thwart Arturo Vitelli's ambitions. He held secrets that if whispered in the proper ears would destroy any who dared. His father was first to learn the awful truth.When the patriarch proposed that Arturo, youngest of his several sons, be sent to a distant monastery to learn humility in acolyte service, and further, to be limited to a small portion of the family wealth, Arturo insisted on a private moment in his father's office. He left with a guarantee of a fully-endowed education at.