But Byron was our new neighbor and it was inevitable that we would meet him sooner or later. Apparently Jane had met him and was taken with him becaus... she kept bringing up how lonely he seemed living in a white neighborhood and being the only black around. I even began to suspect that something might be going on between them. This state of affairs went on for several weeks until I finally met the guy while mowing the lawn one Saturday afternoon. He introduced himself and told me that he worked. “Please what?” he said, “Please stop? Or please more?” I could tell by the way he said it that he knew I wanted more. I wanted him inside me now.“M-More.” I said, still panting hardcore. I wasn’t going to last much longer.“But I'm having fun like this.” he said. “I’ll do more, after you cum.” what a fucking tease! I was sitting here in blissful agony, and he wanted me to wait more. I held on for another minute, but he had sped up his rubbing of my clit after we spoke. When my orgasm hit me, I. She follows my lead almost without exception. I fear how vulnerable she would be if someone, especially a man, were to take advantage of her.My goal for Jane is to become strong, independent, and self-assured, but if she doesn’t learn to stand up for herself, I don’t see how that would be possible. If you have any insight or advice, I would be grateful.With respect and affection, Your JakeP.S. You were right about Jeff and Kevin.Jake folded the note and addressed it to Mrs. Harrison. He set it. There was enough distance between the beds, with Ethan's study table in between as well. It was far enough to give some privacy and also, the table covered the top quarter of Sandy's bed, but she could see the other side quite clearly from under it since the table was almost touching her bed. Sandy was satisfied, she dived in to her pillow and was snoring within minutes. Sandy woke up hungry at around 2 am in the morning, she looked over and Ethan was sleeping in his bed, she noticed there was.