. the door opened. She stood there, naked before me. She held up a rather large key. "Skeleton key", she said, "I picked it up in an antique shop. ...Guaranteed to open most doors with these old locks." I stood up and looked into her beautiful blue eyes. She reached for my aching cock and petted it softly... "Aren't you going to ask me in?", she asked. I did, and led her to my bed. She lay before me and I could smell the sex on her. It was a thick, heady aroma. God, I wanted her. But. She felt his breath warm in her ear and she shivered involuntarily. He took her face in his hands and kissed her firmly, beautifully on the mouth. She looped her arms around his neck and drew him against her, relaxing into his body and feeling his warmth. He buried his hands in her hair while her fingers traced a path down the back of his neck, to his strong, solid shoulders, shoulders that made her feel so protected and safe even as he pulled down her defences. Involuntarily, but unable to. ” “You jerk! Matilda’s never been with any men.” Rosanna said indignantly. “No, but does she tap into your feminine side?” Sam asked. “You’ve been reading too much of that pop-psychology crap, Sam. I don’t even tap into my feminine side,” Rosanna growled. “You need to do that Ro. It’ll keep you sensitive and balanced. I am totally in tune with my feminine side and it helps keep my karma flowing in the right direction. “Spare me, Sam. We all know about your feminine side and we’re trying to. Billy smiled thinking to himself, "Boy, is he going to be surprised when he finds out that I ain't changing my topic."His first day in the ninth grade turned out to be eventful but little did Billy know that the last bit of revenge would be on him.Billy went home and left his parents a note about where he would be heading. He barely stayed home long enough to grab a drink before he was back out the door. The thought crossed his mind that something might have been up; he had not heard about any.