We drove down the highway without speaking for a few moments. Then to my amazement this beautiful creature scooted over next to me and began to fiddle... with the fly of my pants. At first I tried to pull her hand away but she was insistent and without further struggle from me she finally popped my pants open and pushed her delicate hand deep into my open fly. I was in a some kind of zone. I knew what was happening but not how to react to it. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. Leila. I moved the covers of her totally and then slowly started running my finger between her pussy lips feeling the first hint of dampness emanating from within.She still seemed asleep as i very gently spread her legs and positioned myself between her and got a closeup look at her lovely pussy. I moved closer still and started licking her savouring her scent as i worked my way up and down her lips before flicking my tongue over her clit which made her moan, although she was still asleep. As i kept. Mr Rogers said he was going to be in Paris for a few days and will call her on Thursday so she can come and collect her Portfolio and maybe have dinner with him, Cassie said goodbye and ran to her room. She slept and went to her friends house the next day. Cassie had no female friends and her three friends were guys who she told everything to, they didn’t see her as a friend, just as a dumb doll who gave good blow jobs and was good to manipulate for their amusement.Cassie told them all how she. Had mostly seen the usual junk when a old trunk caught my eye. After haggling with the old shop owner I was able to get him down to 50 and he just said to keep the junk inside.Later that week when I got around to looking inside there was a old wood cigar box under the old news papers and books inside with a old middle eastern style oil lamp. the thing was there was old journal with clipping from old newspapers in it from a 1800's talking about the lamp. It told of how it had been in the family.