I stopped embarrassed about what I just said. I couldn’t believe my sudden boldness with Ms. Rosen. I put my head down. I knew that I was going to b... in so much trouble for this. “That is the sweetest thing I have heard.” I looked up and saw her smiling. “No need to be sorry Miguel. I see how you look at me. I know you have a crush on me. Remember it’s just a crush. You are only 15; you will have plenty of girlfriends that you will think look better than me. But it is nice to hear that I’m. She spread her legs wide, and stuck her ass up off of the wooden table. Her back arched, as her tits we’re smushed against the cold table. I told her to look up and keep her face pointing towards the back wall at all times. I wanted the camera on the back wall to get a good view of her sweet innocent face during this. “Please no, Please no, not like this!!” She wailed. I gave her several sharp spanks “Quiet whore.” I sneered. I split her ass cheeks apart and forced my thick 8 inch cock into her. In all of those instances, the brim of Miss Hachi’s hat would always be tipped forward, just barely covering her face. Yet, even with her face hidden, I was always under the impression that Miss Hachi seemed a tad bit sad. Perhaps it was the way she timidly peeked around corners or because of how she would loosely clasp her hands in front of her dress, her fingers twiddled nervously with each other, but something about her reminded me of a rather lonely soul.I know I’m not schizophrenic, and I. Mikey had stayed in thebedroom, exploring his new thoughts and ideas, and Marcus sat on thecouch with the tv on, not really watching but mulling over the rest ofhis 'plan'. Eventually the sound of keys came, and Dale entered theroom, though one could barely recognize him.Dale had stopped off at a wig shop, a spa, a makeup counter, a drugstoreand at least a few clothing shops. He teetered in on his 2 inch heels,carrying multiple bags in each hand. He wore a dark blue dress, wideblack belt.