And that she was still absolutely beautiful. ‘My goodness… you kept this?’ she said. ‘After all these years?’ ‘It was my last good report ...card, Julia,’ I joked. ‘Why wouldn’t I keep it?’ The name ‘Julia’ sounded strange on my lips. She was, and in many ways would forever be, Miss Russell. She had been my teacher in the second grade, and she was the first woman upon whom I had a hopeless, heart aching crush. As I watched her study my report card, I thought about many things. I was still in her. " Free sample?" Windy took a deep breath. "You're an industrial spy!" she snapped, but instantly lowered her voice. "No deal! I'm happy in my job, and there's no way I would help you! I'm no criminal! I never broke the law in my life!" Never, are you quite sure about that?" Jade placed her briefcase on the counter and snapped it open. "Have you forgotten something?" She pulled out a professionally bound copy of what looked like a thesis paper. "Are you sure you never broke the law?"Windy's. Looking at the photos, I got a bulge in my pants, which he must have noticed.because suddenly I felt his hand caress my thigh. he whispered in my ear: "don't worry, let yourself go and enjoy it". I was petrified and had a lump in my throat.then he came into my crotch, and with his hand caresses the bulge in my pants. then he opened my zipper and took out my already excited cock. "oh, it's already stiff, and so big for your age" I just moaned a thank you.then he gently massaged my foreskin up. I had to admit that I wasn't impressed by what my parent's vocations had been because I never knew them. They had gone to Paris for their fifth anniversary. It was there that they had the accident that killed them both. My grandfather had made more than fourteen trips to France to try to find out what happened to me. He finally got his first lead when he talked to Interpol and they did some checking for him. They found some old records and he hired a detective at that point. That's how he was.