Somewhere along the line I got the idea that I wanted to play music. Our private school class went to a performance of a chamber orchestra and a beaut...iful girl played some classical music on a violin. It's like switches lined up in my brain. This is what I want to do, I told Dad.That's easy for Dad. Write a check, and , the daughter is immersed in music. Some kids would've bristled, some would have lost interest, some would've added it to the long list of interests to rotate through. Me, Kara. * Monday morning arrived quickly. Most of her bruises had healed. She had a few cuts that were still visible. Dianna could only imagine the questions she’d have to face upon her return. Dianna got up early to get dress. When she walked into her dining room, she saw that her roommate LaTasha had made breakfast for her. Latasha was so proud of her friend and wanted to do anything she could to show her how proud she was and how much she appreciated her. ‘Tasha, thank you.’ Dianna said as she. She looked up at her beaming "prince" and smiled knowingly."What a beautiful car," Dolly exclaimed as they pulled from her driveway. Vince smiled and replied, "It takes a doctor's degree to drive it. It has so many bells and whistles. I've made reservations at Copeland's, I assume that's alright with you?" Dolly enthusiastically agreed. As they drove to their chosen restaurant they made small talk, about food, cars and their community. They both thought that the evening was off to a wonderful. " Anything," I said.He could have asked me to walk across hot coals and I would have done it. He pressed his chest against my back, his cock still somewhat hard and in my pussy. "Stay in the shower until the lights come on." Anything else?" I asked, thinking this was a strange request."Promise this will forever stay our little secret." Of course," I said. "Besides, no one would believe me anyway." I want to see you again." How will I know it's you?" Trust me, you'll know. Now, close your eyes.