Tell me why I wouldn’t have Mario here beat you up.”“I don’t want to see Mario hurt sir. And me standing up to Portia, not entirely true sir. ... think it is the other way round sir.”“Mario, take him into the garden and beat him up, just teach him a lesson. Mike needs him tomorrow in parkour.”“Mario, I will gladly be escorted outside, but if you make me to have to defend myself, you will not be able to walk for a week and that is the best I can do for you. I only know how not to get hurt.”Mike. I jumped up remembering Walter's words, and began scrambling to get ready for some more of his hard cock. I jumped in the shower, shaved my pussy smooth, and sat down on the sofa to wait for him. Sitting there completely naked, I wanted so much to rub my pussy but decided to wait for Walter. I jumped when the doorbell rang, and went to open the door. Walter walked in and as I was about to close the door, another man followed him in. They both walked into the living room, and not knowing what to. Oh, now I’m thinking about Marge. What would she think of you letting her son become familiar with you?” “I have no idea what she would think. I don’t know her very well,” Holly said, lighting her cigarette with a red plastic lighter. She placed the lighter on the table next to the cigarette pack. “Well, I can tell you what I would think—as a mother. If he were my son . . .” she let her thought unsaid. Holly was remembering something now, and deciding to what extent she could share it with. Unfortunately, the school was over three hours away by car, which meant Lisa would have to go there and live on campus. But Steve knew it was the best thing for her even if he started missing her terribly the moment he drove away from the school after moving her into her dorm room.Yet Steve wasn’t the only one who was feeling lonely with Lisa away at school. The girl’s fifteen year old boyfriend, Ryan, was also missing the pretty brunette. Ryan had practically lived at the house while Lisa was.