I watched my cock slide in and out with her juices all over me. As I was pulling out with my cock I was pushing pressure in with my thumb. She was mov...ng her hips in a way that she was fucking back on my cock and my thumb, one to the other.“Oh God!” she let out again.I slapped her ass and squeezed pulling her ass cheek apart so that I could get a little deeper. I slapped her ass again letting the slapping noise echo threw the entire building.“Oh Shit. Again!” She said with an almost begging. ”"Thank you.” I squeezed his hand and carried on, "Anyway, as my sixteenth birthday approached, the staff began to look for a job for me and a place to live. That was when Henry stepped in. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Henry was the shop owner. Right, so, days from my birthday, I was called into the office, and matron told me that he’d offered me the flat above his shop. I was thrilled, of course. Then matron dropped the bombshell: Henry wanted to marry me.”“Wow," Michael said, eyes wide. "He was. “Hello?”“Umh ... do you know a Karen Post?” she asked.“I do,” I responded. “What about her?”“She’s trying to find you,” she said. “Do you want to be found?”“I am always at home to Karen,” I said. “Of course I want to be found. Why?”I could hear rustling of paper, “She called Pan Am and I took her call. I had to be sure you wanted to talk to her.”“I do.”“307-672-8828.” Rachael said.“That’s home,” I said.“She sounded anxious,” Rachael said.“Probably needs money,” I said. “She wouldn’t have called. Her smile usually lit up the entire room and it just seemed a bit off. ‘So I take it you won in court today!’ He laughed as said, ‘Well, not quite won, but we made good progress…’ She continued to study his face. She imagined he probably guessed she was lying about what had transpired during their last phone call. ‘Sincerely Professor, I can’t tell you how glad I am that you stopped by to say hi. It’s really good to see you again. So tell me, how were your holidays?’ Tom figured he was.