“Hey, Miss. Thompson, wait up.”I stopped, turned and saw Adam Bainbridge jogging toward me. Adam is in my advanced math class and one of the brigh...ter students in the senior class. I stopped and stood in the surf with my slacks rolled to just below my knees and my sneakers in my hand and waited.Adam caught up to me. “Hey, Miss Thompson I did not know you came to this beach.”“I didn’t know you came here either, Adam,” I replied as I returned his friendly smile.“Right. Do you come here. I didn’t wear lower also.Vanita: Madhan! What have you done in this flat? Why you have plenty of condom packets? You asshole, how many times you had sex in this flat?I was shocked by her words. She never used dirty words with me. But today she was speaking very dirty with me. I was mute and listening to her.Vanita: You didn’t pay additional rent from the past 3 years, but you were fucking girls in the bedroom. Sometimes I heard moans on the ground floor. My hubby was not aware of you. He. "Oh yeah. Thanks mum, I really want you, I really do." Then that's settled. We are lovers from now on."Sue spoke firmly and Brent nodded in her arms. They both felt his dick begin to stir in her. They looked at each other, and Brent grinned."Hang on to your hat mum, I'm gunna last a long time this time," and he began to thrust into his mother, who was more then well lubricated with his cum and her own pussy juices.Sue grinned at her son as he rocked his body back and forth, and she could feel. ("Whither?" I thought. But I didn't actually say, "Whither?" Don't worry! I was being careful.)"Maybe journalism," Emily replied. "I've worked some for the school's radio station, and for a small local TV channel in Washington." She'd be great at it!" Jessica enthused. "She's a better writer than I am, and I'm no slouch, my own self!"Jessica Wainwright couldn't be more than 24 years old, tops. If she had gotten on at the Washington Post on talent alone -- and if her Daddy (unlike Emily's) was.