He hadn't been able to go. And he hadnever known if Michelle had gone without him.But he'd been even more surprised by Michelle's refusal to even spe...kto him last night. They'd been friends a long time and her silenceand cool aloofness towards him had been the last thing he would haveever expected from her. She appeared to be angry with him. Hewondered why.As the Homecoming dance was winding down, one of Michelle's girlfriends had approached him to explain that Michelle had found. She had spent all the effort to make sure her whole body was shaved smooth, accentuating her shapely, but still feminine leg muscles. After spending a life time working in her bar, the twenty-year old girl knew what men wanted, and how they looked at her. She had been banking on this to get to Don Corneo, and so far it had gotten her through the door. She was ready to see how far it could take her. Once she was able to get the Don alone, she would be able to grill him for answers. She knew how. When she has a meet like this it really supports mine and then her decision to swing. They're upto something again as its gone quiet. She starts up moaning again so they are at it again 20 mins after the first time.. A real loud scream as he hits her spot, beds creaking although softly and maybe he's making love this time. Whatever he's doing to her she's loving it. Her orgasm subsides but still hear the bed and then he ups the tempo. I'm really wishing I had ringside seats to watch this, maybe. We arrived at Master Thomas’s house after about a hour’s drive…the longest hour I had ever spent in my life. Master Thomas lived in a very respectable neighborhood, and his home was a large two-story Victorian-style house built, as I understood, in the early 1900’s. It sat on a large, well-manicured lawn which featured a circular driveway, which came up to the front of the house and passed between the house and a large fountain out front. The house had a full wrap-around covered porch on three.