His father Louis Haverhill was the Fire Chief for the city. His mother Eleanor Smith Haverhill was a community college professor. His brother James Lu...her Haverhill was a college football player. His sister Andrea Lucille Haverhill was a policewoman. The Haverhill family was made up of strong, determined and confident individuals. Strong bonds of family love and loyalty united them. The Haverhill clan was Roman Catholic by nature. All of them attended one of American’s top historically black. "Sex is ALWAYS motivating them. Doesn't matter if they'regay or straight. But that's not what I mean. If they're teasing you,that's good, because it shows they like you and like being served byyou? That's their motivation. And can you blame them? You must be theprettiest girl in the whole place. Men love being in the company ofpretty girls, Sandra." Hmm. You always say the nicest things to me, Erica. But I just wish Icould feel more confident, like you? Would you consider being mymentor?"Her. Her long blonde hair swept over her face and down her back. Her black, low riding micro-mini skirt flared out showing a black lacy petticoat. Pat was wearing red camisole under a black leather vest that exposed the inside of her breasts. Her low-riding denim mini-skirt left her midriff bare. Her hemline stopped eight-inches above her knees, exposing her lacy-top black hose. She ordered a margarita and turned toward Laura. "Do you know anyone?" Pat asked. "No, but I expect to real soon,". With Ravis cock right there at my now soaked entrance, I had already gone further than planned. A little bit more wont hurt, I thought, so I slowly dug my heels into his butt a bit more, which pushed my pussy against his cock and then Opps&hellip, I felt the head of his cock slip inside me for the first time, and thinking that that would be all Id allow. Ravi continued to massage me, but only my stomach and breasts now because I think he didnt want to take the chance of slipping out of me now.