It was my cat Tiger. He slithered out from under the covers and hightailed it out the bedroom door. That cat, whether by happenstance or by design, al...ays gets in the middle of things.Anyway, Erica started to tickle my fuckholes. It was such delicious torture. She even surprised me when she stuck the stem of the feather gently up my asshole. That almost sent me over the top. But i regained just enough of my composure so that i could tell Erica to line up her cock at my pussy hole and fuck me. She was kind to people, but he couldn’t see that. He’d looked and sounded sincere, but her last thought before she fell asleep was that she’d probably be best off staying away from him and then returning to London with her virginity intact. A young man at her church had been paying her a lot of attention lately. He didn’t make her feel the way Vincenzo did, but he was probably a lot more suitable for her. He would make a reliable husband and that was what Eloise wanted. A husband and a family. I was privately enthusiastic about her wardrobe – who wouldn’t be? But I also was surprised, because Dorothy, by upbringing and nature, was a conservative dresser. Hmmm, we each were evolving. Traffic was light as we got further from town. I turned to kiss her briefly. ‘I’ll be honored to protect you from the wandering eyes of strangers, Sweetheart. But I’m very weak when it comes to your charms – I’m going to have a tent in my trousers – a lot – because I’ll be drinking in your loveliness at. Parents always insisted that some teachers were invited to these parties to ensure that things did not get out of hand. So I had plenty of opportunity to dance with her and to appreciate her petite beauty. She was slim and not much more than 5ft tall. And she was totally beautiful. I lusted after her. One night, after such a school party, I took her home on my motorbike. We kissed under the banana trees in the garden outside her parent’s house, where she lived. It was apparent then that she.