“Yeah, I remember.” “Should I tell you what I was really thinking that day?” “You can tell me anything, my love. It won’t make a whit of d...fference in how I love you.” “Well,” she said, “that day when the elevator was broken, I saw you at your door. I thought, ‘There’s that nice guy. Wonder if he’d do me.’” “You really thought that?” “I did. I was a slut.” I laughed aloud. “You were never a slut.” “You just didn’t know. Anyway, you gave me the bourbon the day of the funeral.” “Before and after,. Her hand moved to the belt on her coat and she slowly losened the bow,she stopped and said. ‘Do you mind if I take my coat off,it’s warm and cosy in here’. after a brief pause i answered. ‘Not at all,here let me take it’, and moved closer to her,reaching out for the garment. It was so quick I still can not remember the action of the event but she slipped the coat of iand swung it round toward my outstretched hand in one liquid motion. There she stood.Naked,except for her black boots. I felt a. " And don't you forget it." I won't. Not that you'd ever let me," I laughed.Part 5Jen and I returned home a couple of days later. The very next day Jen setup an appointment for my transformation from blond bombshell to fiery redhead at a local salon she used. When I went for my appointment it took the stylist less than three hours to complete my conversion. When I looked in the mirror I could not believe how I had turned out. The color was not quite that of Angie's luscious deep red color,. The teen picked up a packet, tore it open, took the condom and rolled it on Spencer’s hard cock. She then laid down beside him. He immediately rolled on top of her as she spread her legs. With a loud grunt and a hard shove of his hips, Spencer imbedded the entire length of his manhood into Cheryl’s pussy. She let out a loud moan as she felt him go deep inside her.The teen laid there moaning as Spencer fucked her with long hard strokes. He lasted much longer than all the frat brothers that had.