I just…’ ‘Really?’ ‘I didn’t know what to say. It scared me, so I ran. Meet me at Luigi’s. Please.’ ‘Okay. Luigi’s. Say, in an hou...r?’ ‘Yes.’ I heard the phone click as Julia hung up. It’s hard to explain how I felt at that moment. The best I can say is I felt something like a condemned man strapped in the electric chair, the warden with his hand on the switch on the Governor on the phone with a full pardon. I ran to the shower. I chuckle thinking how fast I cleaned up and got ready to leave.. While I kissed him, I ran my hands up and down his back, across the top of his butt, across his sweet tittie mounds, and along his soft legs. He was panting by the time his mother blew her car horn. He whispered “I liked everything we did” before sliding off my lap and grabbing his knapsack and rushing home.Within a week, we had a new routine. Milk and cookies were a thing of the past. As I closed the door behind him, he took off for my bedroom, throwing his clothes in every direction. I. She seemed like such a nice person that I almost agreed, then I remembered my commitment to the merchants for three more weeks of guard duty. I regretfully declined with an explanation that I had given my word to the merchants that I would protect them, and I just could not bring myself to break such a serious promise.Queen Hepsol hit the ceiling when she heard about the way the local authorities were shirking their duty to protect the merchants. She sent for the captain of her boat and ordered. What if she pulled off her micro-shorts and sat on his face and ground herself to a squirting orgasm? She was a femdom if ever there was one. He thought of the stylishly dressed silver-haired beauty that he often saw on the L-train. He imagined the older woman inviting him home and shedding her designer clothes as soon as they crossed the threshold. An experienced older woman might teach him some things he did not already know. And, supposedly, older women were more orgasmic. He imagined.