She was nervous, fast talkingand bobbed her head while she spoke, reminding me of a bunny rabbit. Aswe walked the empty corridors she told me that she...had read and loved mylesson plan. Obviously I liked her instantly, and had invited her to thehouse for dinner and drinks before we even reached my classroom. It feltlike the Aunt Ellen thing to do."Okay, here you are!" Sally said, unlocking the door dramatically andpresenting me with my own key. I stepped inside, one, two three stepsand looked. She seemed like she was starving for this, she was thirsty for this manhood. What was happening here wasn't just making love, it was worshipping or adoring a man's manhood. Here my Anna was adoring the moroccan stud's body. And he was standing straight like a soldier in all that moments. He had a serious posture but I could see he was excited too and breathing deep. He was just standing there with his perfect muscular dark brown body. Then he stopped her and asked her to take her clothes off.. "She left and after she drove off he realized he didn't get her addressbut then he looked on the back of the check and there it was and hechuckled.He wrote the address on a piece of paper and ripped it out and wentback to work on the engine.He got most of the motor put back together and looked at his watch andsaw it was 5: 30.His boss said, "Elliot it is time to knock off for the evening."He took off his coveralls and went to the time clock and clocked out.His boss said, "You did good today and. I meant to clean it out, but my brother was very adamant and told me not to touch his stuff.”“We’ll start with the attic first and later come back to the bedroom,” the detective decided.I showed the police the ceiling hatch in the hallway that went up into the attic and tugged on the rope to pull down the trap door, which opened out the telescoping ladder that pivoted down. The hot temperature in the attic reminded me of the dry desert heat of Anbar Province and I wanted to get down from there.