Would you like a cup?''Is the pope a Catholic?' She slipped the catch on the door, and we sipped lousy coffee and sized each other up. I don't know wh...t she thought of me, but I was way impressed. Better than cute. She was late twenties, just thirty maybe, and Playboy material, from her shoulder-length blonde hair to her elegant legs. Conservative blouse and gray skirt; the blouse didn't disguise what she had upstairs, and the skirt wasn't having much more luck with her ass. She was tall too,. Mei is awake beneath me. "Oh I am sure Meiwas having some fun with you wiggling around like that," the headmistresswinks at Mei who is turning a little red around the face. "I'm going tograb Jezebel for a few minutes, be a good gurl and go back to sleep."Mei closes hir eyes, but I bet sie is going to be watching us leave. Theheadmistress escorts me out of the napping room."Tell me about your dream, dear." It was pretty kinky Headmistress." Oh heavens," she says in mock surprise. "Go on,. He ordered a daiquiri for him and a rum and Coke for me. If the margarita was any indication of how heavy handed this bartender is, I will not be driving anywhere anytime soon.The bartender brought over our drinks, he paid and we went to a nearby table. For a couple minutes we shot the breeze. He is a MBA student at Florida State University and is down here for his last spring break hoo-rah before he graduates.“So,” he said after taking a sip of his drink, “what brings you to Miami all by your. And then this young precocious man did it all correctly. He put on a touch, and only a touch, of dad’s cologne. At 6:52 in the morning, knowing it was way too early for him, he headed out the door to her house.She was dead to the world. Wrapped up in a soft sheet on her bed, he opened the door. He stepped inside and closed and locked the door behind him. He took off his shoes. He walked over, excitedly, probably too excitedly, and then he finally stepped on the first of the stairs. He climbed.