. all of them. I was a prodigious reader and read our library by the 8th grade. I asked Jane ... the librarian ... if I could go through the basement ...torage. The basement was where all the copies of the Clinton County Republican News ... the local newspaper ... and every book that had been pulled for damage or no interest was stored. It was all in boxes. I didn’t find it.Mom had gone back to school for her Masters in Education. She got me a student dependent Michigan State Agricultural College. She was trying not to gasp or moan but occasionally her voice would betray her. Eventually she had clearly decided that she could take no more, she got up, slowly, and pulled the curtains closed. She slipped on her bikini, and tiptoed out of the room, gently closing the door behind her. As soon as she closed the door I shot up out of the bed and peered through the curtains, being careful to keep myself well hidden. I saw her cross the courtyard and head over to his apartment, I watched her. Although it didn’t lead to anything more.The next film emerged in the next few days and was a little different that the others, starting with a title sequence, the film was entitled ‘The taming of Mandy’. I had the feeling that these films were going to get a little more interesting.The film began with Mandy lying down on the bed with her whole body on display, she was wearing a full face mask which seemed a little extreme, but I guessed the purpose was to keep her identity a secret. Her mouth. As we drove out to the west side of town, as we always did we started talking about girls. We drove along, shooting here and there as we went, continuing to talk about the girls we wanted, both of us getting hornier as we went on. Finally I said it, “fuck man, I need to beat off, I’m so horny right now”. “Yeah, me too man, I was just thinking that” mike replied. I suggested we head to a friend’s farm, a place I had been several times since I had worked for the guy before. It was summer,.