Proilet and I completely changed. We were no longer adversarial, and he kept pushing me to try more and more things. I was singled out as a soloist as...well, which didn't make me very popular with the older students."Mr. Proilet, I mean no offense, but I'm quite aware that there are two ways to spell the word 'musician, '" I said. "The most common way is B-R-O-K-E. Maybe if Kris and I get married, money won't be a problem. If that happens, I'll be able to play just for the fun of it. I don't. I arrived at the bar, parked the car and headed inside with great anticipation of what the night would offer. Once inside, I looked around for Shiela. There, in a back corner table I could see her shoulder length red hair flowing side to side. She was wearing a nice white sweater that showed off her massive breasts wonderfully. She had a knee length black leather skirt on with black pantyhose and some nice heels. She was still wearing her black leather gloves, “Yes!I had thought to myself. In. I was quivering and shivering to a massive climax and it just felt so good! I was in heaven! Mr W took his fingers out of my pissy and put them close to his moustache again, sniffing the musky scent from them. I thought he wa going to taste it but he never did. He told me to cover my tits back up but leave my knickers down. He then stood up from his kneeling position and started undoing his flies. I was a bit scared but also curious to see what he had in his trousers. I’d had conversations. .."What am I THINKING," Pierre mused. "I've got to save my ass, somehow."An idea came to him! He begged a brief audience with His Majesty.Due to his station, he was granted such."Oh, your majesty, may a thousand locusts consume my tongue if I'm lying, but your daughter, Natalia, has vowed to come to my bed chamber to get deflowered, knowing that I'm in no position to avoid it. It's not that she is trying to be 'with child', she just wants to experience a man. Please sir, I'm a loyal subject..