Their private compartment on the train seemed the lap of luxury to Samantha. Their new home, a wedding present from Hank's parents, awaited them. Ma A...nd Pa had added dishes and bedding, including a down comforter Pa brought home from an auction. It had never been used, he was quick to point out."Oh Aunt Martha, I feel like I have died and gone to heaven." She was visiting us one afternoon a couple of weeks after they got back from their honeymoon. "Last year I never even knew people like you. “Jenny, get dressed. I hope to see much improvement in your playing by next week.” As soon as Jenny was dressed she lead her out. I heard the front door shut and waited, unsure what to do next. It seemed like ages before Miss Edwards returned, wearing a thin cotton robe and I noticed, bare feet. I was still lying along the piano stool with my erection pointing skyward and she came over to look at me. “You don’t want a piano lesson, do you Jim?” As I shook my head she undid the robe, let it. Her fingers stop their dance upon her thigh, reaching for her purse; she finds her keys and fumbles at the lock on her desk drawer. Ahhhhhh! Yes! Open sesame! Her drawer opens, she finds a finger vibrator, slipping it on, sneaking her hand lower, and flicking the red butterfly on with her thumb, placing the softly humming toy on her knee. Gently letting it circle. Her touch feather light, it dances up her inner thigh, she squirms in her chair. Whimpers barely audible, her fingers sneaking. ..can we work this out...I will work for free until its paid off...My parents would never believe I screwed up that much...(sobbing) I aaam iiin sooo mmmuch trrrooubble!” Now just the fear in her eyes along with the tears flowing across her pale freckled skin was starting to give me a rise. So I figured it was a good time to move on with the plan. “Crissy honey settle down, I think we can work this out without anyone finding out about it.” “How Mr Greg? You already called the.