I feared the storm, and I didn't know which way she'd rage when I told her. How would she take it? What would she do?What would she do? That question ...aunted me.So I took the bull by the horns, and asked her what her full name was."Rachel Antonia Higgins," she replied.I nodded, and asked her if she'd noticed the ball of paper Mrs Higgins had tossed at me. She said, Uh huh, but she didn't know what it was.I told her it was a birth certificate, and got a blank look. I said it was her birth. As thecrowded into the caf?, Marcy spotted a lovely girl of maybe college age,with long dark hair, large dark eyes, sleek features and a clearcomplexion that was slightly flushed from the cold. Then she giggled,wondering why she hadn't recognized herself in the mirror on the wall.Once they'd been sufficiently revived, it was time to get down to theserious business- Christmas shopping! They filed through the all thewonderful little shops that lined the streets, cooing over each newtreasure, and. I was nervous as hell and exploded right as I started to enter her. Cum went everywhere but where I wanted it to. I never really felt the inside of her cunt with my shaft. We both scrambled to get dressed and I got out of there fast. I figured that I had just ruined my chance of ever getting into her pants. It was a couple of days before I saw here again and she said that she figured she scared me off. I got another chance a couple of days later and I was able to get the job done. After that I. Festive." OK with me," I said."Great. Let's make it as special as we can. If it's OK with you, I'llmove your salon appointment to Friday this week. We'll just makeThursday a quiet night at home for a change." Sounds nice. Thanks," I said.We chatted about this and that over breakfast and then I helped Sarahget ready to go out. She was planning a morning at the office and thena client lunch (no, really, lunch with a legitimate client for achange). Before she left she said, "I need to ask another.