"Here," she handed him an envelope. She had his name written on it so neatly it looked like a professional made it out. "I wish for you to read it onc... you are gone," she requested. "I would like you to comment on its contents either by writing back to me or verbally whenever you call on me again." I most certainly will," he placed the envelope in his inner coat pocket. He had a sneaking suspicion what was contained inside."Would you like me to play the piano for you?" she asked."Yes, please,". I saw the disbelieving look on Mr. Ballows face as he peered up towards Jason. I quickly decided to ‘cut’ Mr. Ballows’ anticipated ‘biting’ comment off at the pass, and quickly directed my words to our soft-spoken tuba player. “Jason, what in my vocals tipped you off about the ‘60s song direction?”Jason slowly repositioned his large tuba, so he could easily see everyone in the music room before he said, “It was relatively straight forward, if you’re familiar with the music from that era. I just. “Bloo…?” He looks around to see his buddy lying on the ground in a daze. “Bloo, are you OK?” Bloo picks himself up off the floor as Mac rushes over to him. “Whoa…LET’S GO AGAIN!!” “Man Bloo, you really did some damage down here.” Just then, a familiar voice is heard bellowing out. “Who is responsible for this Mess?!”They look over to the stairs to see Mr. Herriman hopping towards them. He stops short as he inspects the damage that’s been done around him. Flowerpots broken, Mirrors shattered,. .faster. I do just that, banging her with my fingers deep in her pussy and licking her hard on her clit. She's going to cum. She cums all over my fingers. Her cum, dripping off my chin. I help her remove her top, revealing her sexy lace bra. She removes her bra baring her big, natural tits. Twisting her hard nipples between her fingers. I'm so hard I can't take it anymore. She knows... It's going to get rough. I grab her by her long, black hair, kissing her, I grab her neck, tight, just enough.