It was juicy and dripping. Hmmm a real great pussy which was inviting all my attention. Started rolling my finger slowly and she tightened her grip on...my hand. She wanted to moan loud but could feel her holding it. Touched her cunt and she was in seventh heaven. I knew she would start moaning loud if I go any further. I slowed down and softly told in her ears that we will go out. We took a cab and went to Anna’s home. It was a beautiful home, as beautiful as she is. We started kissing from the. Thirty minutes later, he drove his father home. He told his mother not to expect him home for supper that evening, that he and Bill would find something somewhere. By noon, they were headed out of town with no real destination in mind. They drove here, there and everywhere and Robbie pulled back into the driveway about midnight, still full of the exhilaration that he had enjoyed all day.There was a note from his mom, taped to his bed room door. "Please plan on being home tomorrow evening for. He had heard it before, many times in his life.Vague memories bubbled up to the surface. A lovely girl with an evil heart and cruel words in high school. The dismissive voice of a higher-ranked officer. A stranger calling him “half-breed”.That subtle tone of inherent superiority sent cracks through the glamour she had woven around him, like thin ice cracking beneath his boot. Logan straightened his shoulders, looked into her hypnotic eyes, and smiled. Her ethereal beauty was still breathtaking. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner. According to the note, the museum found the contents of the journal inappropriate for either display or academic study.The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to avoid any notoriety that might come with the publication of this journal. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package.