..”I pressed her against the wall with my body. “I’m not joking,” I said into her ear.“I’m not either.” She sucked in a shallow breath. ...��Go ahead, do it. Fuck me. You want it,” she ran a fingernail across my earlobe, “you need it.”“We have a guest,” I repeated.“She might as well know what she’s flirting with. I saw her watching you in the kitchen. Maybe she needs it.”“Do you know what you’re flirting with?” I asked.“I don’t know what I’ll think later, but right now I think you fucking a. I held her gently, letting her dictate to me what she now wanted. Essie was tired, she had been working so hard, for too many hours and for too long. The last thing on my mind was having sex with her. I wanted her to sleep and rest. I held her until she fell fast asleep in my arms. I knew she was in a deep sleep by her cute little snores. I left the bed, covering her with a sheet. I kissed her forehead and went into the guest bedroom and retired for the night myself. I woke up when Essie. About a half hour later the phone rang … it was the Real Estate lady she had a couple of houses for me to look at. Maria said for me to go ahead she would be here. I kissed Erica and started to leave, Maria said “Hey!” I looked at her she had her finger tapping on her cheek I looked at Erica she was grinning. I shook my head and leaned over and kissed Maria on the cheek. I met the Realtor at the first address it was a large house but the fence in the back yard did not enclose the yard. And they forget that music class is not about their style of music, it is about the appreciation of music, all music, do you understand that?"As the kids nodded again Patty said, "Who's the leader of the group?"Ana quickly said, "I'm in charge of the band Pa—Ms. Clark." I'm not surprised; you're the lead voice aren't you?" Yes Mam." Why don't we let your brothers and sisters go to lunch and you hang around a bit longer. I'm going to need a T.A. and who better to be the T.A. in a music class.