Ned moved efficiently downward, daubing highlight on the presented nipples. His model spread her thighs and held her cunt lips apart as Ned rouged her...nether lips. Finger and toe nails received the obligatory crimson lacquer. He strapped on her high heels before lifting her to stand. A dancer’s twirl gave Ned the 360 view. He led her to the bedroom. Her silky cover was unusable, tattered earlier when Ned had torn it off in his heated fervor. A sheer set of tap-pant pajama shorts was. After a meal that was just right Donna and I excused ourselves and went to our bedroom. "Newlyweds" Aunt Bea said, "Good night". The next day Donna nad myself took in the sights. It was a beautiful sunny day in the upper 70's. We were suprised when we noticed the time. It was almost five. We hurried out of downtown Boston to avoid rush hour and hurried back to her Aunts. We again had supper a alot of laughs. Then as the night before it was off to bed. About eleven the next. She looked atme and said in rapid Spanish, "Hola chica, could you please carry thosebags to the kitchen, my arms are killing me."Pat looked meaningfully at me as if she was saying, 'Now followConchita's requests and instructions without any fuss.'I quickly said, "Yes, of course, I'll take the bags to the kitchen andplease join me there, I just made fresh coffee."As I was picking the bags to carry, I turned to Pat. "Would you likesome coffee Miss?" Yes Crissie, coffee would be nice, I'll have to. Did he really have the balls to do it? He scanned the façade of the building again and saw that every light was out except for the lone light in the second floor window, in Mrs. Krebs window. Jan Krebs was the last teacher in the building and Robert's hands shook as he thought about what he was going to do to her.Mrs. Krebs was his senior history teacher and the object of his plan. Although she was somewhere north of forty she kept herself in great shape and she not only knew it, she flaunted.