She’d come three times a week to vacuum, dust and wash clothes. My senior year in high school was beginning and I was really a nerd. I played J.V. f...otball but wasn’t buff or big enough to make the Varsity squad. I had had a few dates but no steady girlfriend because the hot girls were dating the stud guys and the only other choice were the “easy” girls who’d put out for anybody. Oh yeah, I went out with several to trim my horns but who wanted one of them as a steady? So I usually spent time. She had had second thoughts.“No, I won’t disturb the poor guy. I’ll just let him sleep and talk to him in the morning.”Gloria said this to herself as she quietly turned and headed down the passage way to the bathroom. All she actually wanted to do was to invite Jared back to his own bed for the night with her. They had made passionate love together several nights ago on that bed in Jared’s room and she just wanted to invite him back to that bed for a more comfortable night’s sleep than she knew. ” She flashes you a coy smile that makes you think she is hiding something. She leads you back past some black curtains and eventually into a odd little showroom with one padded shelf with only 4 dolls, all look absolutely perfect, you are amazed at the craftsmanship, you can’t see a single seam, and the eyes even sparkle with a depth almost eerie.“Wow, how much are they?” You say and look them over. The first is a oriental girl with long black hair in a ponytail wearing a latex black and pink. .” She gasped again, this time as his mouth lay claim to her throat. His teeth nipped and his tongue licked at her dewy skin. Marissa moaned and tilted her head, baring her neck to his ministrations. “We shouldn't. It's not right... fuck!” Benji's hands were on her thighs, his fingers trailing slowly up. “Spread your legs, Mrs. Weiss,” he commanded, and Marissa obeyed. She was breathing so fast, it was making her dizzy; or maybe it was the crushing arousal streaking through her body. Benji's.