True or only perceived, this disconnection prompted Heather to find solace in her friends at school, some of whom did not offer the best examples to f...llow. Heather's mother got the occasional late-night call to come pick her up from parties, concerts, and even the police station once. Her mother remarried when Heather was 15. Her step-father was retired from the military and teaching history in one of the private academies. He was much more strict than Heather's father had ever been and. I said yes and about ten minutes later we were in the lift on the way up to his room. I was quite excited at the idea of something more happening and when we got in the door he kissed me on the lips, wet and soft and said I could pour a drink while he went to the bathroom. He came back a few minutes later wrapped in a towel with a nice gel fragrance over him. I took over and had a shower too. Then we were in his bedroom, lights down. He pushed me onto the bed, falling on top of me; I could feel. He also brushed his hand on my ass sometimes; didn’t know he did that intentionally or it just happened. But nothing else happened between us. One night, we were again watching T.V. together. Scott was lying on one couch in front of the T.V and I was lying on other adjacent to his couch. He was watching looking at T.V screen and I was looking at him. What had happened to him? Why was he not fucking me? I was thinking. After getting fucked twice by his hard cock now I was attracted to him. I. " Olivia smirked."Yes." I agreed. "But certainly you didn't come here to talkabout Miss O'Hara." No. What I want to talk to you about is this." She took a darkpink envelope from her purse and slid it across the desk. I pickedit up and opened it. Inside was a type-written note which read:"Go down a red road and find a three. Then add a three. Now doit again. When you hear the bell, turn to your left and you'llsee me just above the earth. Take me in hand and turn me over.You'll know what to do.