I took a deep breath and said, “You’re beautiful.”She smiled, tilted her head down demurely, almost submissively, then lifted her eyes and said ...uietly, “Thank you.”I put the bottle down, picked up her glass and held it out to her. She took it, sniffed the fragrant liqueur with her eyes closed and then downed it. She held the empty glass out for me and after I took it she moved her hand closer to mine, waiting for me to take it and said, “Let’s go to bed, Paul.”She led me upstairs, to my room,. ’ ‘Down the levee again?’ ‘Hmmm.’ ‘You got company old man or are you drinking alone?’ ‘Just me and your mother’s ghost, dancing and talking shit.’ ‘You sad old fuck. Bring that beautiful black bitch around here. I got a little red haired girl and her dad, would love to cruise with grandad.’ ‘Just might do that mate.’ ‘Listen, Dad… I worry sometimes. You need some company, some people your age to hang with.’ ‘My age? We’ve done this jig before buddy. I’m only sixty-seven, I’m not going in some. “Take off your gown,” I told her. “Show me that hot body.”She flashed a wicked smile and pulled it over her head. She had fresh tan lines from her week at the beach. It made her fit little body and firm tits even sexier.“Put your hand in your panties, Stela.”She did as she was told. Immediately she started rubbing her pussy.“Fuck. I need you,” she moaned.“Do you want to see my cock?” I asked.“Yes, please,” she said. “Show me.”I stook up and removed my shorts. My big dick was rock hard. I’m sure she felt exactly as I did. I both hated and loved what was happening. I needed more and she did too. I could see her thick clitty throbbing.Ms. Connor continued barking out orders and the girls obeyed. Again, she whispered some of her commands so we couldn’t hear. Girls went up and down the stairs. Furniture was moved around. Drinks were made and consumed. Our futon was dragged between Anna and I and opened flat.“Take those panties off!” She ordered and the cheerleaders obeyed. Four.