He knew Mr. Carl was away on a business trip and had decided that if he was to try this it would have to be tonight.He entered through the back door, ...eing as quiet as he could. After all he didn't want to scare Miss Catherine and thus make her do something, like call the police on him.He'd watched, and listened, often enough to know what he had to do to get Miss Catherine to do what he wanted done, and tonight he was determined to get her to not only give him blowjob but to also allow him to. ’ Phyllis said. ‘And it would shock you if I told you.’ ‘So what’s with the ‘Athena Jones’ thing?’ asked Cindy. ‘Why the disguise?’ ‘Oh, he would know who I am by sight.’ Phyllis said. ‘But my estranged daughter’s ability at disguises was inherited. I am also good at them. But I cannot do it alone against this foul beast of man, either. So I’ve enlisted help.’ ‘Ohhh… all the Senior Citizens.’ Cindy said, suddenly seeing the light. ‘Yes, your intuition serves you well.’ Phyllis said. ‘The only. Things were not looking up.Sam thought all of this over as she sat in a secluded corner of the student union, staring out into the bleak, unending rain. She had no idea what to do. She could easily ask her parents for financial help, but she had promised herself a year ago when she'd left home that she would do everything she could to make it on her own. Crawling back to her smug parents for help would be a move of pure desperation.Sam struggled to think of other options, but nothing came to. Helping to curb my own frustrations was merely the payoff that made an otherwise unthinkable plan bearable. At least that’s what I’d thought. Now that I was faced with the reality of the situation, I was shocked to discover just how easily I was being consumed by my own fantasies, but there I was, having trouble getting my friend’s body (and the nasty things I wanted to do to it) out of my mind. I knew that, if I was to have any chance of keeping my plans on track, I had to get away to cool.