" I take you by the hand and lead you around to where you are now standing behind her and I in front of her. I ask you to grab her head by the back of...her hair, I ask you to stick your finger in her mouth and pull it open for me. You look at me and feeling aroused by your submissive little girl becoming something completely unknown to you; you oblige me. I reach for the belt to my trench coat and slowly untie it. Giving time for this whore's anxiety level to build. She doesn't know what I have. .. I like the sound of that” she whispered as the gap between our mouths reduced to nothing. Our lips met hesitantly at first, brushing across one another as I pulled the hair tie off letting her long hair fall down about our heads. Her breath was hot and deep as gradually our tongues met, tentatively at first and then slowly entwined, her own long fingers sliding across my closely cropped head, the nails scratching into my scalp. I slid my left hand down her spine, feeling the thick rear. But on second thought, why couldn't he have the luscious Mrs. Carmel again? Right now, if he wanted to -- which he did. It couldn't hurt the Oliss plan; all he had to make sure was that Lonnie was at the Club later. Come to think of it, what difference did it make whether it hurt the plans or not? Zeigler had already started his own machination going, one independent of the Olisses for the simple reason he had no intention of sharing the money Carmel's invention would bring to them. If the. Now, Wanda spent every evening possible at Anne’s home, although those evenings had become rarer and rarer after Anne started teaching again. School had restarted two weeks before. For Anne, 32, it meant another year of teaching. For Wanda, who was 18, it was her first free fall since she was 5. Wanda had chosen not to go to school, instead choosing to work at Wal-Mart and save her money. Anne had asked Wanda to come over early that September Saturday, as soon as she was off work. Anne hinted.