The young woman Steve was drooling over was certainly worth an erection, as Steve was fond of saying. She was about twenty years old, looked very sunt...nned, of medium build with long dark hair. She had a well-built figure, and of course large breasts. It took a great deal to wrench Steve’s eyes from a big pair of tits, but when he saw her eyes he fell instantly in love. She had eyes the colour of blazing emeralds, and a beautiful mouth full of brilliant white teeth. Steve got a good look at. That’s the easy part. I mean that you’re not pretty enough. You’ve got no sense of style. Your voice grates on the ear. I’m not surprised that men dump you as soon as they’ve taken what they want from you.??I think you better get out of here.??I think you better beg me to stay and prepare you for Master Exeter’s training because you’re going to spend the rest of your life being used and dumped by one loser after another unless you let him fix your problems.? His voice turned hard. ?You get only. In fact, she was married now, and had a house. I was 15 at time and partied of course. Well s*s and her husband also partied and I spent many a weekend night partying at their house. We would play cards and such, some times toying with the idea of playing strip poker when one of Julia's girlfriends would come by. Julia always avoided the subject and I was stoned horny teenager just along for the ride. Well one night I was over at her house, with no additional friends. At some point after. ”“Ohhh...yeahhhh,” Dott crooned as he remembered his ball-busting orgasm. “But I mean, I did it to help her, not me.”“Of course you did,” Fontane chuckled. “How’s she getting here tomorrow?” “Her mother’s bringing her by before she goes to the grange.” “Grange, huh. That’s Hayden’s word like when we say ‘counseling’.”“She fucks men at the grange?”“No Dott, that would be adultery and you’d be callin’ my niece a whore! She knows better, but she spends a lot of time on her knees, heh-heh. Like.