She liked to order me to do things. She shaved her pussy because she said it felt so much better when I licked her. Before I would get me off once but...now she wanted more, somethings making me get her off twice and sometimes three times. Of course the cat-suit sometimes got a run and she would make me beg for relief. Far from upset me it just made me harder.She hadn’t changed her cock sucking routine over the years but one Saturday night she handed me a tube of Nair and she ordered me to remove. At the boarding house, she was greeted by a young man who registered her for the month.“You’ll just have to warn us a week before if you want to renew for another month”, said the young man. “I’ll let you know in good time. Is Mrs. Rennie here ?”, asked Margo“Yes. She’s busy right now, but I’ll let her know you’ve arrived”, said the young man“You’re not from here, are you ?”, asked Margo smiling.“Yes, I was born here. Mrs. Rennie is my aunt”, answered the young man with a smile.Margo thought it. I thought for a minute while my inner mind was saying, “Hey boy, don’t miss this opportunity!”Actually, she was a sex bomb and was looking stunning in that dress. I could see her bra lines inside her loose t-shirt and her tight ass covered in that tight panty. So I accepted her proposal to enjoy the night.Akka happily jumped from the bed, came near me and hugged me tightly. I slowly hugged her back and we stayed like that for several minutes. Her big boobs were touching my body and her thighs. I guess I just felt having a better grip on myself leftme better prepared to deal with the tragedy that these pages led up to.I laid out in the sun, a purple and white, flowery sundress covering mytorso and the tops of my thighs, a silky satin white thong pressedbetween my buttocks, the waves lapping at my toes as I turned the pagesback.The focus of her writing had shifted back to her class work again. Itseemed like she was trying to put her depression behind her, dowhatever she could to get.