She cursed the disciplinarian for enforcing such puritanical punishment methods, she cursed the teacher who made her go to detention for missing her r...port… then she remembered her suspicion about her younger brother Matt. Melissa had worked hard on that report and knew that she put it in her backpack yesterday morning. When she got to class, though, it was gone. The only person who had access to it was Matt. She had left it at the breakfast table before school and had run upstairs to fetch. Where? What? The door bell went, thinking it was her flatmate she quickly ran to open it. But at the door was her land lord Mr Sanchez and another younger Hispanic man, who she recognised as his lecherous son. "Ahh Tes my dear, may we see you." And without been asked he entered the apartment. He was his normal fat unshaven self but this time more menacing. The son closed the door behind them as both looked around agitated. "Hey my flat mate is out what's wrong? You can't just come in here." She. He was sure he heard her give a quiet moan.Cathy felt his body heat against her thighs and wet cunt and knew he could feel it. She decided to make it quick and then leave them alone. The filthy thoughts started again but this time she wasn’t just thinking about Sarah, she was also thinking about Matt. “Here I am, straddled over her husband while she has his cock buried in her cunt and tasting my husband’s cum from my mouth. How did it ever get to this?”Cathy broke their kiss and whispered, “Do. It says you're not emotionally ready for a boyfriend, but you might be ready to try sex, if it was done in a way that was safe and not emotionally binding." Huh?" I know this sounds confusing, but it's important. Let me put it this way, if you and I had sex, would you fall in love with me, get all mushy and lovey-dovey, like some of the Ducklings and Cuties did with Mark?" Of course not! I just want to have sex with you." Donna was convincingly definite about that. Even puzzled that I hadn't.