That's it." Christine, we weren't found for 5 days," Misty said quietly."Oh, god, I, I, don't, know- I don't know what, what you, you mean-" I began. ...or some reason I started crying. Misty took me in her arms and held me as I sobbed, and I didn't even know why I was crying."It's okay, baby, let it out, let it go," she said soothingly. Here I was, a 32 year old blue collar female sobbing and shaking in the willowy arms of an 18 year old kid, with absolutely no idea of what was going on. I felt. She didn’t know what she would do exactly but she was sure it wouldn’t be difficult to manipulate him. He wasn’t that smart.She liked Zane, he was a nice enough guy, but she’d never really had any interest in him. She’d known him since junior high school, but he had always been dating someone else any time she had been single. Not that she ever had any interest in dating him, she liked much bigger guys. Besides, he was Julie’s next door neighbor and she always thought there was kind of a. We got off the train and I followed him to the street never letting go of his hand. We introduced ourselves to each other very briefly and we made our way to his apartment. No sooner had we opened the door to go inside had he thrown himself into my arms and began kissing me frantically while pulling me toward the bed. He began unzipping my pants and sucking my dick right then and there and it was at that point I decided I was going to go all the way with this guy. He sucked me until I felt like. For the remainder of the day and the following day Lady Margaret was her usual disagreeable self but then Lord H went to London alone and arranged to spend the night at his club.Lady Margaret was in a playful mood, uncharacteristically charming, especially at dinner.The two ladies took an early supper and on their retiring to bed I took my supper downstairs.But the bell soon summoned Bessie to the Dowager’s bedroom and then Bessie returned with the message that I was required.I knocked.