I was smooching her pussy hard and tried to insert my finger, she was resisting me hard. She was asking me just to play with her, not to fuck, I got a...big cock, if it goes inside her she was going to die. Moreover, she did not want to be pregnant. It took a few minutes to explain and convince her. Maya slowly started to open herself. I forced her mouth to put my dick in. She was slowly licking and sucking it. Even though, I was a teen-ager myself, I had a sexual encounter earlier in my life. “C’mon, Billy! Get up there!” I was unexpectedly urged. My cover was quickly blown by none other than my date, Karen. Actually I was her date. She and the bride were friends since childhood. It was Karen’s name that had been written on the table place card, while I was merely listed as “Guest.” When the bride had thrown her bouquet, Karen was one of the excited ladies scrambling to catch it. And she had come close. In fact, it bounced out of her hands right into Megan’s. I supposed that Karen. I had my fork poised in front of my mouth, a piece of beef speared on it, when Shirley remembered to ask me about who I'd decided to hire as my new assistant. There were many good reasons why I'd picked Joyce instead of Ellen. I knew none of them would satisfy Shirley.I was aware that Shirley was really asking me why I didn't do what she had wanted me to do. I could tell her all of my good business reasons, but I knew that wouldn't matter much to her."Well? Why didn't you give her the job?". Didn't go that way." She didn't," I said. "Did everybody know that but me?"Mom shrugged. "You pick up clues with experience," she said. "You'll learn."No doubt I would. I was about to get a lesson from one of my teachers.Mom dropped me off at the address Shirley had given me. It was a little apartment building not far from our house, with a security door. I found the plate that said "Richards/Quentin" and buzzed to be let in.The woman who opened the door was about as different from Shirley as.