She was glad now that she had chosen a college on the other side of the country, and that she planned to drive there over the summer. Life at home was...barely tolerable since her stories had been released. She might as well have been Hester Prynne the way the rest of the town treated her.The summer flew by and Marie finally arrived at school. She did all the usual stuff to get settled in. When she walked into freshman orientation, she started to hear pointed whispers and laughter and felt people. ”Char laughed and said I shouldn’t be too late but that the party would last all night if that was OK. I headed upstairs and ran into Lia walking down. Like her sister, she had on a T-shirt and from my view walking up the stairs, I saw that’s all she had on. In spite of my best efforts, I let my gaze wander to her nice puffy pussy lips and she stopped a couple of steps above me so I could enjoy the view.I told her she looked good enough to eat right there but I absolutely had to get to this. A brave hand moved in between her legs and began to explore her damp membranes, touching and discovering her secrets as if they had never touched a girl before. Soon it felt as if two or three hands were taking turns sliding between her legs, touching her, feeling her wetness, beginning to slip between her wet open lips, eventually moving to slide inside of her, gently probing. Each touch seemed to do more than the last, until she was writhing atop the table, her nipples aching as they were. He would still have a home. He would still be the captain of hiscrews. Perhaps this arrogant cripple was going to be his salvation after all "Done." He said suddenly, "I can see you are a smart fellow, Mr. Baldachino.You won't regret this. I will make money for both of us." "There is one other thing, Zamut….Your wife…Maria. She willhave to come here to live. You may put it about that she has come to work asmy maid." "My wife? Are you mad? Impossible." "Very well then. I believe we are finished.