He felt helpless. All he could do was counsel caution.And poor dumb Zhu Youxiao. He had betrayed the girl he was attracted to and was oblivious. Ac...tually, he did not hear about Ke’s interrogation of Xiulan. More than ever, the shy insecure sixteen year old was bent on only two things: working in his beloved carpentry shop, which had been built for him by Wei, and seeing Xiulan. Slowly, but surely, the virgin boy Emperor began to get the idea into his head that he would like to be intimate. I waited for her down her apartment to open the door and i was dumb struck to see the girl whom i meet in the airport was the one who i am going to help and she opened the door and i was casual but still a very happy person inside. then i went to her room kind of hesitating but thought of going slow and introduced myself and shared some common information about both of us and i came to know that she has not eating since last evening and it was next day nearly 11 in the morning and i took her. I avoided the house during the afternoons. I had way too much to do. There were banks and a nice female lawyer and the house rental company to see. A woman's work is never done. Well, until Thursday afternoon when I hit the house at 2:30 again.They certainly were creatures of routine. Same bedroom, same bed. Same position. Same words. What fun. It was Cynthia again. Well, old home week. This time I leaned on the doorway in full view. Damned if I finally didn't have to clear my throat to get. She moved her short auburn hair out of her face with her fingers to get a better look. She knew she shouldn't be staring, but it was her ideal cock. Desmond's dick was pretty close, but this guy's was verbatim, and it was shaved too! A sudden jolt of pleasure rushed down her spine and down to her pussy. She felt herself getting warmer and the jolt turning into wetness. Her pussy contracted as if she had a tiny, silent orgasm. It felt like hours, but it was only a few seconds before the guy.