Michael hated feeling as if he was out of control, and that was exactly how he felt right now. Whoever ‘Aoife’ was there was obviously an agenda t...ere. Nigel seemed to have good intentions but then he could not read the man, so his designs on Michael were unknown. ‘Damn it, enough,’ Michael thought as he rinsed the shampoo out of his hair. ‘I’ve had enough of this,’ he said drying off and going back out to the room. Retrieving the scrubs, his jacket and shoes he made for the door. ‘Time to find. SATURDAY, OCTOBER 6, 1990In hindsight, I should have known better. In hindsight, I should have recognized the signs. In hindsight, I should have realized this was maybe the second time I’d ever called her house while she’d called mine maybe one hundred times. Oh, and mom had pretty much warned me. When you’re fourteen, you don’t have much hindsight. And that lack of hindsight led to heartache that day.But I dialed the phone eagerly anyway.“Hello?” a feminine voice asked.“Hi, uh, is Mel. The card read, ANSON BLAINE, CONSULTANT. That was all. She lay in bed that night, remembering his huge black cock…tasting it…fucking it…nursing on the end as it filled her mouth….watching the come spurt out. She got wet again remembering John’s mouth on the end, and taking the come into his open mouth. This dick is going in me again, one way or another. I can’t believe something as huge as this is NOT going to be fucking me again. In the middle of the night, she kicked off the covers, naked. He obviously knew what was in the paper. But she had seen him in action. In fact she was glad she hadn't had time to read it until after she'd seen his skills. They talked for a while and she decided he was just a cute kid who'd used bad judgment. She didn't care why he was there, she was just glad he was.At the same time, he didn't learn much if anything about her. She wasn't ready to give him that information yet.If she would have he'd have learned she was an only child who'd been kept a.