Hell, I was a sailor and I guess she wanted to sample the wares. I know we were both very damn horny and as I remember it she had a great time. I reme...mber that night when I picked her up. Her younger sister Roxie answered the door. Her face was mottled and red, her eyes were red and tears were running from the corners of them. When Roxie opened the door I smiled and said, ‘Hi Roxie. Is Janice ready?’ Roxie glared at me and turned away from the door. She never answered me but yelled up the. He sighed and heaved himself into the chair at my desk."Look, dude, I'm sorry. I guess I was just a little angry at you."I exhaled deeply and sat down on the floor, leaning back against the wall. "Yeah, well, I'm a little pissed at myself, too. I guess April is as well." Yeah, just a bit." What the hell*was* I thinking?" I asked no one in particular."Probably about getting laid, and not about April."I hung my head slowly. He was dead on -- I hadn't thought about April at all until she came into. ” The instruction was little more than a whisper. I wrapped my arms around her and fumbled with the small hooks that held the bra straps together, while I tried to contain my soft moans. Her skin felt hot and soft. The last tiny hook slipped free, and she pulled down the bra and threw it to the side. An instant later, her hands were back, and I had only moments to admire the beauty of her breasts. True, they sagged a bit, but they were big and soft, crowned with huge, long nipples that stood. A totally wasted afternoon.”I did my best to sound supremely bored. Betsy seemed to exhalea little and I could see Claire’s shoulders relax. ContinuingI said, “Finally, I just had to get out of the office inthe basement and listen to this last one outside. Oh, hello,Betsy, how are you? How was school this year?”She gave a polite smile and said “Oh, it was all good Mr.Robertson. Well, I have to go. Thanks for talking with meabout your travel study program, Mrs. Bridges. I reallythink I will give.