He even told her about how he was starting to dream and think like Jenny, even when he was well aware that he was still William Burns.She sat and list...ned with rapt attention, fully aware that he would never have normally opened up to her in this way, and felt a curious mixture of emotions.She was annoyed, certainly at the way he had purloined her identity and how he had even tricked her into letting him take her photograph to help maintain his charade. She was intrigued at the descriptions. She looked to be somewhere around 17-18 and was drop dead gorgeous. Rippling red gold hair fell in waves down her back. All one length and past her shoulders. She had flashing green eyes, porcelain pale skin, a full mouth and a sweetly rounded almost plump but not chubby body. She had gorgeous firm tits, probably a c cup, and her waist curved in and flared out into a deliciously round ass. She was not tall maybe only 5’2”. She was wearing a typical little black dress that fit her like a second. She told us that she had a degree in marketing and was looking to join a bank next month. She was highly qualified and had great depth about students and colleges. It was so fun talking that we talked for many hours. My friends all came to leave her and after she was gone, they all talked how perfect of a woman she was. They all wished to have a mentor like her and were planning to meet her again. We talked for sometime then left for our homes. In the night while i was faking to study the phone. Surrounding the woman were about ten other black men talking loudly as if they were bragging to the whole neighborhood. They heard one say, "Gloria, you're not going to disappoint us like the last one did, are you? We have you figured for at least three rounds apiece, and we've only done one."Then shouting to the houses he said, "What's wrong, folks? Have you called the cops yet? Because they won't come! We own this city! We do what we want. Now we want to fuck the ass off this dumb broad."Then.