Jeremy is dying to know every little detail." Well so far we found a motel to stay in till we get the barge ready. That's really about it. I do have a...beautiful view of the bay from the motel window," I said."Give me the name of the town and the name of the motel. Jeremy is going to want to research them both." The Brit said.After I gave him that info I promised to make pictures of everything with the cell phone. "I can email you the pictures every night." I said."Jeremy would love that. He is. You want to feel my cock more? Do you want more fucking baby? Want more hot cum? You are so beautiful and so nasty. Now get on your hands and knees and get ready for more cock."As she got on her hands and knees, he pushed her head to the bed and and once again spread her legs. He then kissed her ass cheeks and and then spread the cheeks wide showing her ass. He ran a finger over her pucker and watched her flinch. He smiled and ran the finger over it again. He then ran the finger all around her. Snowdon, the principal wasn't able to do anything."I'm sorry, Mr. Lasky. You're not the first parent to complain about Carl Winchell, but we've never been able to get any real proof. His being tenured doesn't help either. The union is very tough about what it takes to get rid of one of its members."Snowdon was a short, balding man in his late forties who wore his open vest, wrinkled off-white shirt, and loosened tie as it they were some sort of uniform. "Great. So he gets away with all the harm. My wife had been living in the lap of luxury for some time, it was just going to be more luxurious from now on. She didn’t have to work, there were no kids to take care of, no pets, just this big house on the coast of California overlooking the Pacific with views up and down Malibu.Whatever surprise she had, I knew I would make her wait a little longer.I fixed myself a double Manhattan in a big glass with lots of ice. I surveyed the view. Glorious. No neighbors nearby either. Private.Finishing.