Just as when I called you the bad name the other day. You of all people should know how moody prima ballerinas are."She looked at me and I knew it had...worked when she said, "Well, I guess that I will overlook this mistake along with the other mistake. But you need to learn to better control your emotional outbursts. I know next time you feel an emotional outburst coming you must practice ballet."I smiled and lied, "Thank you mother. That is an excellent idea."Yes, my plan worked. If I had to do. I’d fuck her several times a week. Might be on lunch break, after work, or on a Saturday when she was supposedly out shopping. Never on Sunday because she always went to church to keep up her image. She never felt like she had any sins that needed forgiveness though.The way she dressed you’d never realize what a great body she had but when she was riding my dick those firm tits stood out begging for attention. They had tan marks because she’d never bare them in the sun. Too bad.I had a regular. There were several other trails that went up the mountain along different paths that converged at the basin.We hiked for about an hour and got to the basin. Lisa, Nikki, Erin, Don and myself were urged on by Lisa’s parents to hit the more challenging trails.“We’ll stay here and watch the kids,” said Jim. “You guys go off and have a good hike. Be back in a couple of hours before it gets too dark.”Lisa got all the kids in their swimming gear and made sure their clothes were in an area that. “At least during rehearsal.” She took the joint and Belle’s lighter and lit up. Once she breathed out the smoke several seconds later, she said, “No smoking in school, okay?”They nodded.“So you used to get high here?” asked Belle after she released her smoke.“Me and the supposed good girls after school.”“No boys?” asked Belle’s friend.“We were supposedly the good girls,” she giggled. Then sighing, she said, “I really did want to get away from this place.”“So what brought you back?” Joe asked..