“Master, I negotiated a 'study lesson' with Vanessa,” Aleah said, her hand sliding over to rub across my crotch and squeezing me. “During lunch ...omorrow.”“Yeah,” Vanessa said. Then she passed over a pair of blue panties with white lace on her waistband. “Looking forward to helping you practice some things,” I said, slipping the panties into my pocket. It was bulging with panties now. “I promise to pay you with anal sex,” Vanessa answered.Aleah had a broad grin on her face as she groped my cock.. The only item I'm somewhat concerned about is the fact that I'm not yet carrying. That first weekend was memorable, I was right in my fertile period and Jay filled me up so many times with so little wasted on the run out. I'm thinking it's me and something ain't right. As for training this young stud, it did not take much. The training wheels came off after one trip around the block. Then it was right to the pro ranks. I took advice from a girlfriend with a lot of experience with younger. It was just that they liked to see the reaction of adults when they acted with complete disregard for their caretaker's feelings or sense of privacy.The two little monsters were surprised to see Andy show up and quickly lost interest in him heading up to their bedrooms and an early night's sleep.The Andersons were dressed up in their Sunday best because they were going to a wedding reception at the upscale hotel across from the park on Main Street. Maria was wearing a black dress that fit. The fear I had seen in her eyes, the way she begged for my help, her breasts, her soft, pouty lips wrapped sweetly around my cock. What was I doing? I placed the phone back onto the cradle, I had no proof that Mimi murdered that man. I wasn’t even sure if she would’ve killed me. It was all in my head. So maybe she didn’t bump off her old man. Maybe she really did need my help after all. Maybe someone was after her. Who could tell? In bed, my head raced with thoughts of Mimi. Her perfume, her.