I knew I had this one. "There's one more option," I told her. "I run a school. A special school for kids like you, who've had to leave home and can...t go back, but don't want to live on the streets." She glanced up at me and I smiled at her. "Go ahead and eat while I tell you about it." "It's a small school. Never more than twelve students and there's only nine now, so you'd be number ten. That means that you'd get a lot of individual attention." It was always hard to keep from laughing. This was all he thought about, whenever he saw her. After watching her shower from his vantage point in the air duct, seeing her body naked, and so close to him, he would get so hard a mere touch of his cock would bring an immediate explosion. But as the weekend rolled around, Phillip prepared for his third date with Alexa. He acquired a dozen condoms from his friend, planned the evening, and then learned, on Saturday morning, that his parents were going out of town for the evening and would. The passenger door of his black Ford pickup had been the object of ire by a dissatisfied customer with a baseball bat a year or so ago and, as a result, was still primer grey. I should mention that there were a pair of bullet holes near the door handle as well. Thankfully I hadn’t been present when those had been put there. At parties, he’d always tell his buyers to come to the side “with the grey door”. Puerta Gris, ese. Puerta Gris. That’s where I collected the money and handed out ‘party. ”“Yes Mistress,” Sarah said with a straight face. Ali laughed and rolled Sarah to the side and swatted her ass playfully.“Enough of that for today. Now let’s go upstairs and put you to work,” Ali commanded. They both got up off the couch.“Yes Mistress,” Sarah said again earning another slap on the rump as they headed upstairs.Once up in Sarah’s room, they stripped each other’s clothes off. Kissing without tongues proved a more difficult challenge than Sarah expected. It made her crave it.