All this while I struggled to hide the tent in my pants. He looked at me and spoke, “This might take a while.” I knew he wanted to go for a smoke ...reak after doing Manvi’s haircut. “I’ll be back,” I mumbled and went up to my flat.As soon as I was done hanging my clothes in the closet, she knocked on the door. My princess stood in front of me. She peeled the netted stockings from her creamy thighs. I couldn’t wait any longer and folded up her skirt, pulling her panty to the knees in the same. .. enjoying the view. Do you know where Lord Blackmon might be?”“Yes sir, he is in the garden working on... “The Clock” I think he called it.”Carl smiled at her, “You are amazing and so much stronger than when you came here.”“Yes sir, Page has pushed me to get back into shape. I feel so much better and am...”“Happy?” Carl asked.Heather shuddered for a moment, her mouth opening and closing like a fish, then she fell to her knees before Carl, “Sir, Page has taught me that some words should never. I reached out and touched her bare arm. "I won't bite," I whispered, stroking her skin with the backs of my fingers. My touch provoked fields of goose flesh wherever I caressed her. She sighed."Ms. Cole, I--" she said, but didn't finish."I want you to turn to face me," I said, feeling powerful, feeling in control for the first time in my life. All thoughts of propriety and reputation had fled, leaving only raw desire and palpable longing. In as long as I could remember, I'd never felt this much. .and she liked that...or maybe because I was one of the few that showed up at his place when he had broken his knee playing soccer...I'd help him getting up, help him putting on the immobilizer, help him sitting on bed, lend him my PSP so he could have fun during long visits to the doctor, get the homework for him, and even change the ice on his knee sometimes...according to him, his mother was grateful for the stuff I did for him and that one day, he'd pay me up for everything...I actually.