Susan obeyed him, sneaking her left hand under her skirt, and she began furiously to rub her clit. Despite growing up fairly repressed in a conservati...e household, Susan had been masturbating for a couple of years. Every once in a while she would give in to her feelings. Upstairs in her room at night she would think about her different classmates she currently had her eye on: Michael in calc class, Jennifer on the soccer team. Then she would finger herself until she would quietly orgasm under. Her face was deeply flushed, and she looked half-asleep. She was always drained for a while after such an intense orgasm. I always thought she looked so beautiful at such times, and this once was no exception. Finally, she sat up, looking a little dazed. She blinked several times, laughed softly to herself in satisfaction. At such moments, following her little show, Carmen would always roll forward as I sat before her, and take my cock in her mouth. My reward for being such a patient audience. She would not marry and she would leave Michael alone. Nothing had been the same since that day in the hardware store – but it made her see how much she did not belong here. Matthew would find some sweet, docile woman who would never mind that he had the sexual drive of a gnat – while Michael would continue to put notches on his bed post until he either settled down or died from AIDS – either way – Gracie was leaving. Gracie began packing that night. She didn’t want to leave but knew she had no. We arranged that I would call in on my way up Monday morning about 10am.It was just before 9am when I rang her doorbell, Vivienne answered wearing a robe and slippers with her hair wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the shower, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my colleagues. She asked me in and said she would get the things for Finlay ready.I noticed that she was alone, her husband Mark normally worked.