March 20th, 1983 was on a Tuesday, what to do, what to do.They have these chefs that will come to your house and cook you a gourmet meal. Shannon love... French food, so I chose a French chef.I talked with Sarah, and told her what I was planning for Shannon. "Would you like to join us for dinner that night?" I asked her."Absolutely," She said with a smile.I called the school and told them make sure Shannon left at 5:00 p.m. on Tuesday night, no extra work after class. I stopped at the jewelry. "Daddy needs your sexy body,"He told me. "Make daddy feel good."Then he removed my night clothes. "You have such nice tits." And he began to suck my nipples. He feasted on one then the other sucking them deep in his mouth and stretching the nipples and making them long and hard. "Daddy loves sucking your tits." "Let daddy see your pussy." And he then spread my legs and looked at my pussy as he rubbed his finger over it. "Let daddy kiss your pussy and lick it and make my baby girl feel so good.". The girl under me was facing them but with her head scrunched mostly into the mattress she hadn't seen them. I didn't stop."You two are like rabbits," that guy said. "Do you ever stop?"She heard them and opened her eyes. She knew them. She also knew she was fully exposed, completely naked, legs splayed, cunt being ground into. And the guy on top of her (me!) wasn't stopping. I was pulling my cock in and out of her, showing these boys her most private part being stretched and entered. And they. Mr. Porter could say no more about his talk with Ricky. It was forbidden for the woman to be told the message behind their Valentine’s Day tradition.More hours passed as Mr. Porter stayed with Ricky leaving for only a short time to make sure the other two men who were injured were taken care of properly. He relayed their prayers for Ricky’s recovery when he returned.He paid his respects to everyone and left telling them he would be by the next day.After he left Lucy thought of his words. Ricky.