Was I getting crazy? No, I just needed somefresh air. Oh, I know, I would take a boat tour an the Hudson river.Once on the boat I felt better but only...for a while. My urge to phoneher grew with the hour. It didn't make sense but I was completelycaptivated by this woman. As soon as the tour was over I went to thenext phone booth and dialed her number. Her voice came on."Jasmin Spencer, hello. Hello?"I wasn't able to utter a single word. I just breathed heavily into thephone."Is it you Gary? Is. I was always super wary of the angles of viewand potential surprises by passersby. There was a patrol car once thatgave me a heart attack and an occasional jogger but it was way too early for most people. She would iron in her white housecoat while sipping coffee and I would masturbate hoping for her to catch me everyday for about a month. Occasionally I would bring my vibrator and let it make me cum while watching her but it was too noisy even withthe truck running. She was pretty hot and she. She heard things from her friends, read of it in books, and peeked at it on the internet.And today she had decided that she wanted to feel it all. The grades were her excuse.She also knew her father would resist.So, before he could, she stood up, lifted one slim leg high, bending the knee, fitted the tip of his cock between her swollen labia, and hopped on. Her Daddy's prick, long and stiff and about to shoot bullets of baby makers, sunk into her like a hand into a glove. Her virginity tore. I had a string of horses behind me as I rode into the night. My destination was a thousand leagues away. The city I went to was smaller then Dervish, located in a wide fertile valley with a slow moving river beside it.There was an old abandoned inn outside the gates of the old city. The newer part of the city stretched out along the side of the river. It did not cost much to buy the inn and start to fix it up. I was thinking of some of the food stalls that had grown into eateries back in.