We fell silent then as the register was called."Mr. Hayles," called Mrs. Slocomb when she'd finished with the register, "this is for you." She held up...a white envelope.For once my brain was ahead of the game, it had to be the key to Elizabeth's office. Unless they'd decided to call the whole thing off in which case I had some pictures that would need circulating.No, not really.If they did call things off I'd print up a set of pictures and present them to the two ladies involved. It would remind. The person ringing the doorbell was my boyfriend. He came by my place to drop off chocolates and flowers on his way to work. He noticed that the light was on and knew I was up because he could hear the bath fan running in my bathroom from the porch and rang the doorbell until I answered. I opened the door naked and wet since I had just stepped out of the shower and peaked to see who it was. When I saw that it was my boyfriend, I stepped out onto the porch into the cold and pulled the door. He pulled back last second before she had the urge to get sick. He grabbed a towel and cleaned her face off before he slapped her face, making her fall to the bed. He re-cuffed her to the bed and light a candle. Letting the hot wax melt, he tied her feet down and put a pillow under her ass. He started kissing across her stomach to her nipples. His hand wandered down to her pussy where he rubbed her clit, and played with her pussy lips. Lightly spreading then with his finger, maybe ever so. I’ve always been hot for black female basketball players! Were you ever on a school team? Anyway, I’m sorry it didn’t work out, but I’m so thankful for your precious daughter, especially knowing how happy she makes you! Hey, consider it a done deal! I’ll take you to as many Fever games as you want to go to! And besides going to the games, we can talk about which players are the hottest! I’ve had crushes on so many girls in the league and I bet you have, too! I look forward to letting you teach.