.. I mean nothing..."Bob laughed, "No you were a perfect gentleman. If you had tried anything I would have slapped you down."She gave him a weak smile...at his attempt at humor, "How's the snow?" It looks like we have about fourteen or so inches on the ground," he said, "It looks like it's about stopped."Ann continued to sip her coffee. She was beginning to remember a little about last night when he tucked her into bed. She wasn't sure if she said anything that she should be sorry for or not."I. We were so sexually aroused by this whole adventure. I endedup with a black velvet stretch skirt and purple polyester blouse. Shelet me borrow a wide patent black leather belt to accentuate my waist.It just fitted on the last eye hole. "We could do with getting yourwaist down some more," she observed. "So you fit the belt better! Itwill be such fun to share clothes and shop together, you are like mysexy lesbian lover, girlfriend and husband all rolled into one." Iwould have had a serious. Anything I might want in excess of that was up to me to pay for. How I was going to make any money was still a mystery to me, but that’s what Momma had said. I also had a roof over my head for free, I was going to get an education for free, and I was free to enjoy life outside of my time in school. Sure, the roof over my head was chosen for me, the education was also dictated, and I still wasn’t even sure what the education was. And my freedom to enjoy life came with the risk of being raped and. The next morning we would both share mutual orgasms during our morning sexual exercises thinking about the spit slowly being forced through us, In a few days I would finally know that feeling but Stacey would have to wait until another story.Finally the day had arrived, the morning of Memorial Monday I woke up to yet another of Stacey's famous tongue whippings to my clit and pussy lips when she noticed I was awake and enjoying her, "Good morning spit-roast" she gave me her new morning greeting,.