I heard, "Oh shit!" and turned back around to see this vision of loveliness sprawled on the ground amidst books and papers blowing in the slight breez.... I immediately knelt down and started grabbing papers and books with a giant paw and offering a hand out to the angel to help her get up."Are you alright Miss? I'm sorry if I knocked you down. I heard someone call my name behind me and turned to see who it was and I..." That was as far as I got in my apology when I met those emerald green orbs. You will stay clean, fight hard and honest, and get an education. There are no exceptions---those are my terms” Unprovoked Joey responded with “yes sir”. It was kinda cute the way he said it, but I think for that moment he realized that there was an age difference, and in spite of being friends,and I totally dug him, that I was still the adult, and he was still the k I d. “And by the way—clean up that fuckin mouth”. Joey flashed me a smile, and a chuckle, at me using my dirty mouth to tell him. The limousine was waiting for us, as expected. Charles, the same driver who picked me up three months before, was there to open the door for us.Had it been just three months? It seemed more like three years.There was no one inside the car to greet us, this time."Mr. Paxton is waiting for you at the compound," said Charles."I suppose we'll go there, before I go home," I said with a sigh.I looked out the window, as we drove through Pocatello, looking to see what had changed. Not much; a. The audience around us was still so dense like in an inner-city-bus in the rush-hour. I was grinding my buttocks into his standing ovation to my charms. I felt his dick twitch and stretch in his pants. I completely enjoyed this situation of anonymous pleasure. His hands disappeared to free his own flesh from its restraining captivity. I could feel the head of his stiff desire pressing into the slick slit between my legs. I spread my thighs as far as I could to let him in. His thrusting got.