She was a petite little thing, just 5′ 4′ with a small waist and B-cup breasts that were capped by long nipples that begged to be sucked, bitten a...d twisted. She kept her bush trimmed short and shaved where her swim suit would end. My entire shift that Saturday night had me preoccupied with what awaited me when I finished work. In my haste to get home, I hadn’t even bothered to change out of my uniform, I ran from the hotel to the bus stop just in time to catch the 7:10. When I got home, I was. Louisa was much hotter than usual and sprinkled two showers on love's altar to my second fuck, which, if not so passionately raging as the first, was equally ecstatic in its result.How long we might have continued forgetting all the world, I know not. We were luxuriating in all the enjoyment of living pressures and throbbings, and body, lip, and embraces of our tongues when we were rudely interrupted by a loud knocking at my door, and Fred's voice crying to me that he had been seeking me. You know, like this girl Shelly. If we were to scholarship her, we'd need the money for her first semester soon," Amy explained."Which brings up another matter. Amy needs to decide where she wants to go to school this fall and start her application process. Do you have any idea where we are going to be?" Nicky asked."I plan on being in the new house Jessica's building us," I said with a big grin."You're gonna freeze that cute little ass off if you're going to stay there this winter," Jessica. Steamed muscles.“Come in, Birdie.”The sun was streaming in at a slant, catching all that red hair, sort of making it glow. Easy on the eyes, Ms. Sloane.“Say, did I ever happen to mention a certain Top Speller Prize?”“Yes, my first day here.”“The thing is, see, Tim Brown spelled Arkansas...”“Anything else, Birdie?”“Well, one minor thing. The Mumster thought you might have some ideas on it.”I explained the McGovern condom, omitting, courtesy, the video segment of the narrative. But Ms. Sloane.