"Hello, I am here for an appointment with Mistress Jessica at 3:00" Diana said, noting the name on the girls badge as Melissa."Of course, please go up...the stairs behind the counter Mistress Jessica is expecting you" Melissa replied.Suzi climbed the stairs and entered a large spacious room that was decorated with exquisite taste. She turned to see Mistress Jessica walking towards her, Mistress Jessica was dressed in a black leather miniskirt and sheer white blouse and black patient ankle boots. ......Growing up in South Florida in the 1980's was really an amazingexperience. Watching what was considered by many to be a sleepyretirement town metamorphosis into a chic metropolitan international citywas quite a sight to behold. While there were many changes occurring inthe world around me there were equally as many changes occurring withinme.I was fifteen years old in 1985 and attending an educational excellencemagnet school for gifted children. At the time I hated going to "NerdHigh". The girl quickly laid on top of me and started kissing me as she ground her clit against my dick. Without anything to make it slippery, my dick and her clit were getting irritated. She didn’t have enough pussy juice to help out, so I put my hands in her hips to have her clit slide over the head of my dick to get some pre-cum.No point in having a slimy pool of goo under my dick making a mess.That did it. I felt the girl’s hot juices taking over to lubricate her grinding. She locked lips with me. She also clicked her email open. Charlie found three emails waiting for her. One was from Debbie, of course. It was asking when the new story would be ready for submission and editing. Charlie could almost hear the panic in the woman’s words. Another one was from her aunt, reminding her of a family gathering that was coming up in a week. Time to celebrate someone else’s birthday. It would be the perfect chance to explain again to everyone in the family why she wasn’t married and why she didn’t.