It was strange how quickly she could change her tone.I lay in bed for a moment. I knew I couldn't go back to sleep now. The news about Stephanie's eng...gement had really gotten to me. She'd been dating Caleb, who in my opinion was a really good guy. They met over two years ago when Stephanie and her long time friend Jamie opened up their own clothing boutique. Caleb walked in looking to buy something for his sister Lana. He says when he saw Stephanie; it was love at first sight. He asked. I mean, was I really back in 1877, or just dreaming it while passed out on an airplane hurtling towards the ground? Juanita’s arrival with a steaming cup of strong coffee broke my mood.“Good morning Tyler, how did you sleep?” she asked sweetly.I looked up at her and smiled. She looked entirely too gorgeous for this early in the morning.“I didn’t sleep well at all, Nita,” I mock complained. “All night, for some reason, I dreamed of sweet-lipped señoritas forcing me to kiss them.”She laughed. He turns back to her and places a delicate, kiss on her lips.Annabelle responds by gently run her fingers through my dad’s grey hair, and I can see that her other hand is indeed between his thighs, presumably rubbing his cock.My father’s hand wastes no time and his fingers expertly unhook the strap of her dress, so that it falls off her left shoulder.Moments later he dips down and though I can’t see for certain, I presume he takes her breast in his mouth. Her head tilts back slowly as if she is. I think we have to write the answers and turn them in at the beginning of our next class.”I handed her the text and pulled my copy of the syllabus and looked. She was right, not that I was surprised. I pulled my text. Agnes and I read the story sitting hip to hip on her bed. We then went over the questions and talked about each one. We found our responses to be very close. She pulled out a small computer and typed her answers while I wrote mine out on a pad. She printed hers out. We were.