At first glance I thought it was the young girl from earlier, returning to pick up something she forgot maybe, but then I realized no, this wasn't her... This girl was around the same height and had virtually the same looks, except her hair had pink attachments in front, and she was wearing a different outfit than the first girl. A sheer navy blue tube top like thing and zebra striped pants that looked like she was poured into, accented all by a belly button ring, and I knew within a second that. A little make up. During dinner we flirt as she rubs her leg against mine. I rub my hand up her leg to the top of her stockings and caress the inside of her leg. I feel the heat from between her legs. She can help but softly moan. You see, she is 54 years old and frequently complains about how small her husband is and how long it has been since they have had sex. We pay the bill and head to the room. As we close the door, I spin her around and drop to my knees. I start at her ankles and work my. "Celeste:- "Jonah it isn't your fault, what you did wasn't you, i know you wouldn't of done it if it wasn't for Lance, he contolled you, turned you into something you're not"Jonah:- "But.."Celeste:- "No but's mister, i know you, you would never hurt me intentionally but now just remember this, in the end you get to be the hero, you have to finish this, finish of lance, protect the camp and protect yourself"Jonah:- "But you..I..I.."Celeste:- "I know Jonah and it's too late to do anything, i want. "How would you like her, son," Sandy's Principal asked John Berman."I... I dunno," the young man answered."Very well then, I'll decide. I think we will begin with a rear entry. Miss Winters get on your hands and knees and face the audience."Sandy knowing she would be severely reprimanded should she even think of objecting did as she was told."Go ahead, son. She's all yours. Let's see what you can do for her. Miss Winters, I want you to look back over your shoulder while your lover enters.