”“Sarah, I know it hasn’t been very long that I’ve been around there, but I got to tell you, I think I’m flat-out falling in love with Peggy... This is serious with me!”“I ... believe you. I understand, Marty. But there’s a problem – kind of a big one.”“Peggy doesn’t feel that way about me.”“I really don’t think that’s true. I think she is falling for you, too.”“When we’re together, I start to thinking so,” I said, “but when we’re just talking on the phone – especially when I’m away from there –. For somebody with a bit of talent and a bit of desire to do well, it is a refuge. My refuge.When I felt like I was an outsider or I was uncomfortable at school, entering the music room was instant relief. Part of it was that I wasn't the only one who saw orchestra as a safe haven.Other part – academics. I am a 'smart kid'. I don't brag about it, but you should know. Last thing Mom needed to worry about was a pouty, stupid kid who stayed in trouble at school. That's a good reason to get good. She unzipped her skirt and her girdle. I guess she felt she needed a little something extra to show her figure. Once she was down to her underwear,I held her from behind. My cock was pressed up against her ass as I began kissing her. "Oh Jeff. Not tonight.I'm pooped." Come on baby. Let me fuck that ass." Fine. But then we go to bed. It's late already." Maybe that's just it Patty. Maybe that night drive did something to me." Patty liked being butt fucked. and it was for this reason she agreed to. I have no idea what I even ended up watching on the TV, my mind was blank with everything except her. That smile, those legs, those tits filling out that tank top perfectly--ding! I grabbed my phone, "Omw "When she got there, she took her jacket off almost immediately through the door. She sat clear back in the bed, made herself at home. We talked for a while, caught each other up on what we'd been up to, where we'd been in the interim from the last we saw each other.She was talking about her.