Der Türsteher öffnet den Sichtspalt und schaut mir in die Augen. Sofort öffnet sich die Tür und er lässt mich ein. Kennt er mich noch? Oder ist e...ine junge Frau ohne Begleitung Passierschein genug? In der Garderobe gebe ich meinen Mantel ab und erhalte meine venezianische Federmaske. Bevor ich den Saal betrete, krame ich nochmal nervös in meiner Handtasche. Ich habe mir vorhin in der Bahnhofstoilette eine Packung Kondome gekauft. Die kann ich aber jetzt nicht mehr finden. Scheinbar sind sie mir. Cadence could feel her dick getting hard as Mrs. Waters discussed diagramming sentences. She wished she could fuck her teacher and then it came to her. She had failed her last test, so maybe she could get some time alone with Mrs. Waters and see how things went.When the bell finally rang, Cadence walked up to her teacher's desk. "Mrs. Waters, would you have some time to talk about the grade I got on my last test?" "The grade stands, Cadence", Mrs. Waters said, clearly exasperated with students. I am never a conceited person. Normally, in fact I m a bit on the shy side. Perhaps it was the effects of the divorce or maybe it was because I was tired of being just Abbi’s mom. I don’t think I will ever know what made me the way that I was that night. But, looking back, should I really care? We split up amongst the cars, Matt, Dan, Katy and I in Dan’s car. It was a good 30-minute drive to the Kreepy, so we turned the radio on and I forgot my plans for the evening. Something, I might add, I. I had a cup of coffee.I still wore my sleep shirt when the doorbell rang This was it, but it was not-- it was a man selling Termite inspection.I managed to get rid of him,he was reluctant.I think he was more then interested in my night shirt.Funny how much of an exhibitionist I was becoming.At 11 the doorbell rang again.I answered it and there was a young man,about 28 or so.Tall, blond, and good looking. “Hi,"he said,“I am here to give you a message courtesy of a friend” and he handed me a.