She was almost bouncing in excitement as he opened the steel lattice folding door. He walked over to the key rack and pulled the keys down for the fir...t locked box along with the banks key for the second keyhole in each box.Garrett moved to the bank of safe deposit boxes and inserted the keys into the proper holes in the first box he was going to open. He felt movement then pressure on his left side as Kathy moved in close to him so she could watch as he unlocked the door and pulled the box. "Michelle responded, "What can't you have them know? That you prefer guys or that you're paying for school by fucking or being fucked by every wealthy middle-aged person in this town?"I just mumbled, "I... I... umm, shit."Michelle just looked at me and said, "Steve, you know as much about the proclivities of this town's elite as they know about you, so just relax and enjoy the giving and receiving."The little light came on in my head after a minute, and I smiled. Michelle saw that I finally. "You're right. Even Steven." He sighed."Things are all kind of jumbled up! I'm not sure what happened when. Mommy had been teaching me how to eat her pussy, and when Grandma visited she would demand that I show her what I had learned. Plus, Mommy was constantly giving me enemas and teaching me how to fuck by using assorted dildos and "Toys" up my asshole. 'Got to get you ready!' She'd laugh. That's all I can really remember about my life before that day when Mommy gave me to Mr.Phelps." Did you. My name is Sara, a posh name for a gifted girl, I am told, but it is my name all the same, and thanks to my parents I am very well educated, very pretty, again I am told, and a musician, I play the Cello, a big thing shaped like a violin, and I confess to liking the feeling of it between my legs.You people reading this might be wondering why I admit to telling you why a girl of f******n would like feeling something, similar in shape to another woman, between my open legs.I know what being a.