Comics and cock books had been all that I had read previous to meeting her.She would take me around Munster's museums and art galleries, discussing th... paintings and sculptures, and all that sort of stuff; I tried my best to appreciate what she saw in these objects, but it was all a bit beyond me.Annalise even got me to listen to classical music, mostly Beethoven and Mozart. It was the first time I had heard these great composers, and I became a fan of both, and thanks to her tuition, quite. Kristy taught me how to seduce and enflame, Angela showed me just how well I learned. Angela fought back, debated, and probed; Kristy mostly answered questions.As I approached the back porch deep in thought, Angela launched herself from the screen door. She waved frantically at me to come in while peering out in both directions. "Get inside!" she hissed at me."What's up?" I asked with wary skepticism."The FBI was here looking for you."I blinked, "how do you know it was us they were looking to. Will that be okay?” “Lovely, Mummy,” said Melissa. “Mummy, I hope I didn’t spoil your afternoon by coming home a bit early?” “Not at all, darling; it was all rather wicked though,” replied Sarah with a huge grin. “It had to happen sooner or later. Anyway, Tony is a sweet man but he’s only a six, and the look on his face when you shouted up the stairs was priceless. Would you like some more chicken dear?” “No thank you, it’s delicious, but I’ve had enough for now. Mummy, do you think it might be. “Let me show you….” He said as he followed me down the hallway. I stormed into the bathroom but I wasn’t exactly upset, instead I was frustrated… sexually. He followed me mumbling. “There are towels.” He stuttered. “Under here.” He pushed himself into me to get to the doors under the sink which is exactly where I was going to look first but none the less he was trying to get there first. I felt him against my ass which was up in the air and he was harder than a baseball bat. I closed my eyes.