We talk a lot but are not able to break through to the cause of the problems. This stupid religion of course. I feel like bouncing the crap out of her...bigoted parents."I also had a few words with Kamilla. In fact, I told her most everything. She was appalled by the damage Karla's parents wreaked. What do you think, should she go talk with her? She seems to be down to earth and she might be able to cut through all that religious nonsense."I was all for it, if Karla wanted to see her. He should. Just follow the covered walkway and you'll find it. The color guard meets twice a week on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I don't have a location for them. I think they move around a lot. I'll find out where they'll be meeting next and find you later. You can take care of one act if I don't find you today. Fair enough?" Works for me. Here's my schedule for the rest of the day," I answered copying down my schedule for him."Great, I look forward to seeing what you'll get."With everyone else working on. Crystal couldn’t take it anymore she thrashed all around on my hold, squealing in delight (luckily nobody was home cause there was no way to hide how loud she was screaming) as I continued to rub her pussy harder. She had let go of my cock and grabbed my shoulders with both hands. Breathing seemed to become a challenge for her as her breath became ragged and labor till the point were she couldn’t even hold her held head up so it fell on my shoulder. I know I must be right on her spot because of. The young girl and I had never exchanged names. I tried to remember what her name tag had said, but as hard as I tried, I couldn’t remember. I took off my shirt, and started the water. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them off. The left over aroma from our sex was a pleasant reminder of our passion. The small spots of blood in my briefs reminded me I had made her a woman. As I showered, my mind could not erase the erotic memory and my cock was soon standing at full attention. I rubbed it several.