Just Say ³Thank You²

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It was an odd set of circumstances that set me up to fulfill my fantasy.  Noni was a friend of my daughter, one year younger.  They did many of the same school activities, so going to watch my daughter at school events gave me the opportunity to see Noni on many occasions.  Sometimes weıd even pick her up or drop her off to save her folks a trip.  I always looked forward to seeing her, in her short adolescent skirts showing plenty of leg.  I watched her grow from a cute young girl to a beautiful and sexy young woman.  Unlike her flat-chested mother, Noni had a pair of tits that would make your palms sweat.  I wondered what her folks thought of her stunning form.  Did her dad walk around with a constant erection?  Did her mom have chest envy?
Noni liked hanging out at our house more than my daughter liked going to hers.  It was just as well.  Every visit gave me the chance to see her, clothed but feeding my fantasies.  
A few weeks after Noni, my daughter and some friends went out for Noniıs eighteenth birthday, I heard laughing and crying coming from my daughterıs bedroom.  I had to investigate to see what was wrong.  My daughter and a friend were laughing while Noni sat on the carpeted floor, sobbing.  Her breasts bounced as she cried out loud.
³Whatıs going on?² I asked in a fatherıs tone of voice.
³Noni is so silly, Dad.²
My daughter explained that Noni was crying about the ending to a movie they had all recently seen but not as a group.
³Every time she thinks about the ending, she starts crying,² my daughter said.
Between laughs, my daughter and her friend decided they needed to go somewhere.  Noni wasnıt given the opportunity to come along.  I guess the duo felt that was her punishment for being so juvenile.
I looked around the house and quickly identified my opportunity.  My wife was out and my daughter and her friend had just disappeared, leaving me with the object of my long-term lust.  
I hung arond the doorway of my daughterıs room.  Noniıs sobs became wimpers until she finally stopped.  I walked into the room and offered her a hand up.  This was not completely selfless, as I got a good glimpse of her cleavage down the front of her round-scooped shirt.  Her breasts were large and heavy, and I started to get aroused.  We stood just a couple of feet apart.  Now, Noni is mature physically but still has a way to go, emotionally.  Iıd never heard about Noni dating anyone, and Iım sure I would have heard something through my daughter, if only as gossip.  I wiped away some residual moisture on her cheeks.  Noni startled at my touch but let me dab the tears away.
³Feeling better?² I asked.
Yeah, I guess.  Itıs just that when I think about . . .,² she started.  
I could see the moisture beginning to accumulate in her eyes again.  It only took a moment, and the sobbing resumed, along with the tremors that shook her whole body.  I took her in my arms, to comfort her.  I felt her breasts press against me.  I hugged her from the chest up.  I didnıt want her to feel my erection and be scared away. Her head rested on my shoulder.   I rubbed her back with one hand and stroked her hair with the other.  For me, the experience was quite erotic.  She even smelled sexy.  I pulled back, her head coming off my shoulder.
³Now, please donıt start again.  Let me kiss your tears away.²
With that, I kissed her cheeks, just under her eyes, slowly, one at a time.  She was so surprised at my conduct she stopped thinking about the movie.
³Noni, Iıve known you for a long time.  Soon, youıll be going off to college.  There are many things you need to know, but let me tell you about a very important one.²
I hadnıt let go of her, and she wasnıt resisting.
³The most important lesson a young lady can learn is to accept a complement.²
³What?² she asked.
³Itıs hard enough for a boy to get up the nerve to speak to someone as attractive as you . . .² I started.
³Me?  Oh no, Iım not pretty.²
³See, thatıs what Iım talking about.  It isnıt just young women like you.  I donıt think I know three women of any age who know how to graciously accept a complement.  Your reply just now started an argument.  Oh, well maybe just a disagreement.  Anyway, itıs a distraction.  As I was saying, once a boy gets the nerve to approach a beautiful young woman like yourself . . .²
I put my finger to her lips to stifle an interruption.
³. . . the last thing that young man wants is for the young lady to disagree.²
³Okay, so what do you think I should do?²
Noni was willing to engage in a discussion on the topic.  I enjoyed standing there, holding her loosely in my arms, having an intimate conversation.  I wanted to plant my mouth on hers, stick my tongue down her throat, and pull her ass towards me so she could feel my erection against her belly.
Instead, I continued talking.
³Itıs easy.  Just say Thank youı when someone pays you a complement.²
Thatıs it?  Thatıs pretty simple.  I can do that.²
³Well, you couldnıt do it a minute ago.  You made a fuss when I called you attractive, and would have done it again when I called you beautiful.²
³But Iım not attractive or beautiful . . .²
I wanted to press my groin into hers to show her how wrong she was.  Instead, I kept talking.
³See, youıre doing it again.  Thereıs some famous saying about beauty being in the eye of the beholder.  If someone thinks youıre beautiful, you should accept their opinion as a complement and say Thank you.  Willing to try an experiment?ı
³Like what?²
Noni had her guard up despite our proximity.
³Iıll pay you complements, and you reply with a simple Thank youı to each one.  But thatıs the only thing you can say.  No fighting or arguing.  Jusy say Thank you.ı  Okay?²
³All right.  Iıll try it.ı
³Good.  Noni, you have a very pretty face.²
³Uh, thank you.²
³That wasnıt so hard, was it?  You have lovely eyes.²
³Thank you.²
³And a classic nose.ı
³No, my nose is all bent and crooked.²
I viewed it as classic Roman.
³The rule, Noni, the rule.²
³Okay, thank you.² 
Her voise was brusque.
³People wonıt believe you if your Thank you is delivered that way.  Now, where was I?  Oh yes.  You have sensual lips.²
Before she could say anything I pressed my lips to her, gently but firmly.  Noni was stunned at the hint of passion I delivered.  I couldnıt help myself and pushed my tongue past her lips and teeth.  Noni pulled her face back quickly.
³You donıt have to push your tongue down my throat to complement my lips, do you?²
³Youıre right, Noni.  Iım sorry.  I apologize.²
³Thank you.²
I figured Iıd screwed things up by moving too fast.
³Let me try again, please?²
³Okay.²
Her tone was gentle.  I didnıt know if it was the apology or the kiss.  I kissed her again.
³Thank you.²
I guessed it was the kiss.  Her arms encircled my neck as she brought her mouth to mine.  The kisses got wetter and sloppier.  I wanted to move on but Noni was happy to be kissing up a storm.  Who was I to complain?  Her breasts pressed even tighter against my chest.  When sheıd had enough, at least for the moment, she pulled her face back.  Her expression was much different now.  There was an expectation in her face.  Her breathing was more rapid, as her chest rose and fell.  I felt it against me but I looked down to be sure.  What a nice view.
³I know this is a litle forward, Noni, but itıs difficult for me to ignore your breasts.  I bet theyıre magnificent.²
³Thank you.²
³But I really canıt be sure.  Can I get a better look?²
³No way!  Youıll just have to use your imagination.²
³Why not?  I mean, seeing you in your bra wouldnıt be any worse than seeing you in your bikini, would it?²
I knew from heresay that Noni wore bikinis to the cityıs swimming pool, although I had never seen her dressed that way.
³No, I guess not.²
The rest of her answer took the form of her backing away and pulling her shirt over her head.  Her bra was doing yeomanıs work, keeping those two succulent mounds of flesh contained.  
³I was right, they are magnificant.  As much as I can see of them.²
I took her back in my arms, hugging her against me.  We kissed again.  She was really enjoying that part.  I almost couldnıt stop her from mashing her lips against mine.  I backed away a little.  I ran one finger from her throat down into the valley between her breasts.  She looked down to watch what I was doing.  I repeated the motion with two fingers, caressing the side of one tit.  Once more, giving the other breast equal time.  Noniıs face was taking on additional color.  I moved my hands up, holding them a couple of inches away from the sides of her breasts.  She stood there, looking at my hands, back and forth.  In a gesture of expectation, she turned her head to the side and closed her eyes.  I moved in and took her bra-bound breasts in my hands, rubbing toward the fronts and then back towards the sides. 
³Ooh, thank you.²
Soon Noni was leaning into my hands, putting more pressure on my touching and rubbing.  Noni was getting more excited by the moment.  
³And if memory serves, you have very shapely legs.²
Noni was in jeans that werenıt so tight as to confirm my comment.  I knew from previous circumstances that Noniıs legs were shapely and muscular from sports.
³You want me to take these off?² she said.
I nodded, perhaps too vigorously.
Noni undid her zipper and pulled her jeans past her hips.  Leaning on me with one hand on my shoulder, she slid the pants down her legs and kicked them over to the side.  
³I remembered right.  Those are beautiful legs.²
³Thank you.²
I took her back in my arms.  This time I pulled her close, so that my erection pressed against her belly.
³Uh, Mr. Marcus, is that what I think it is?²
³I told you I think youıre beautiful and sexy.²
³Me?  Oh, sorry, thank you.²
I took a step back to look at her.  She was standing there in just her bra and panties.
³Noni, you have a lovely figure.²
³Thank you.²
³Would you take off your bra, please?  I really want to see your beautiful breasts.²
This was a decision point.  Noni might put her shirt back on calmly and tell me our little experiment was over.  Or she could run from the room, screaming about me being a pervert and a molester, and rat me out to her folks.  Or she might continue to cooperate.
³Iıd be too embarassed.  Besides, itıs not right, getting undressed in front of you.²
I closed the distance between us and held her around the waist.  Her skin was so smooth.
³You shouldnıt be embarassed.  Itıs not like Iım some stranger.  Weıve known each other for a long time.  You can trust me.  Besides, I canıt complement something I canıt see, now can i?²
The argument was lame but Noni was at least a little turned on and intrigued.  My erection pressing against her didnıt hurt.
³Okay, but just my bra.²
It was clear that Noni was thinking two steps ahead despite her lack of experience.  She reached around back and unhooked the thick latch.  The bra stayed in place, clinging to her chest.  Only when Noni moved the straps from her shoulders did it come free.  Her chest muscles were strong, and her breasts moved only slightly lower on her torso.  
³I was right.  Magnificent breasts with perky nipples.²
³Thank you.²
I used the same back and forth motion with my hands, this time unobstructed, adding the rubbing of her nipples with the palm of my hand on each pass.  They got noticably harder.
³Your breasts are full and firm.²
³Th,th,thank you.²
Noni was getting turned on by the bare breast massage.   She wasnıt the only one.  I was fully hard now.
She stood there in only her panties, arms across her chest hiding her breasts.  It was my wet dream.  I wanted to pull her down to the carpet, rip off her panties and fill her pussy with my dick.  Instead, I kept talking, although now it was getting very difficult.
³You know, this isnıt right.²
³What do you mean?  My getting undressed?  But you asked me to!²
³No, I mean that you need to be able to give complements as well as receive them.  The young men youıll go out with will be flattered.  Theyıll need the reinforcement.  Try it on me.²
³Okay, Mr. Marcus, you have a nice face.²
³Thank you.²
³And nice hands.²
³Thank you.²
They went back to her breasts, now squeezing them more than caressing them.  Blood moved forward to her nipples, which were standing out farther.
³You know, youıre still dressed.  Iıll run out of things to complement.²
This was going better than expected.  I took off my shirt.
Your shoulders are broad.²
³Thank you.²
I bet you have nice legs too.²
This was a good sign.  Noni was fully engaged in the experiment now.
³How can you tell?  I donıt think youıve even seen me in shorts.²
³Well, you can fix that.  And that will even things up, wonıt it?²
Noni was right.  I unbuckled, unzipped and dropped my trousers.  They joined hers in the growing pile of discarded clothing.  
³Well, theyıre not bad, just a little banged up.²
Bang was right, just not yet.  She was right about my legs, but I had to play the game too.  
³Thank you.²
I opened my arms and she stepped closer.  This time it was Noni who opened her mouth and temtatively slipped her tongue in my mouth.  Soon our tongues danced as if we had been lovers all of our lives.  My erection was just two thicknesses of cloth from touching her naked flesh.  Noni felt my obvious erection making my jockey shorts stick out in front. The expression on her face changed to one of discomfort.  My hands moved inside the back of her panties.  I caressed her smooth round buttocks, pulling her close to me.  My penis pressed against her navel, just inches from its desired location.  I slid one hand lower, in between her thighs.  Noni was damp, maybe just as excited as I was.  I wanted to slide my finger inside her pussy, but refrained from such a direct assault.  Being subtile had gotten me further than I had imagined when I started this game.  I pulled back from our lip marathon and tried to adjust my erection in my underpants. 
³You know, Iıve never seen an erect penis.  Iıd like to complement you on yours but I donıt know what to say.²
³Well, you could say I was long, or thick, or hard, or . . .² I explained as I pulled my jockey shorts down off my crossed legs.  My erection jumped up as I moved the underwear past my thighs.  
Noni crouched down to get a better view.
³Oh, it is long and thick and . . .²
She reached out and took hold of it in her smooth hand.
³. . . oh, hard and hot!²
³Thank you.²
³Is it painful?  Should I do something?²
Oh, this was glorious!  She was asking for guidance.  Well, I wasnıt going to disappoint.
³No, it doesnıt hurt but it could use some attention.  You can stroke it gently, if youıd like.²
Noni kneeled down in front of me.  She moved her hand up and back clumsily.  I took her hand and showed her how to stroke my erection from the base all the way up to the sensitive area just behind the head.
³You do that well for your first time.²
³Thank you.  How does it make you feel?²
³Oh, Noni, it feels marveous.  But I donıt know how much longer you can do that without me having an orgasm.²
³Oh, should I stop?²
³You could try something else.²
³Like what?²
³Well, you could lick it.²
³Oh yuck.  Thatıs gross.²
³Oh no.  It can be a very sensual experience.  And itıs a good alternative when your date wants some sexual intimacy.  It can take the wind out of his sails, so to speak.²
Noni looked at my penis and then into my eyes and then back at my penis.  The touch of her lips tentatively on the head of my erection almost made me cum right then.²
³Use your tongue and suck it.  Pretend its a popsicle.²
Noni didnıt need any more direction.  The feeling was delightful.  I let her decide how much to take into her mouth.  The last thing I wanted was to scare her away by forcing her to choke on my dick.
She soon got tired of the sucking and sat back on her heels.  I enjoyed looking down on her swaying breasts.
³Thank you² I said.  
It was least I could do.  I was close but hadnıt come.  It was a good thing.  A load of sperm in her mouth would have freaked Noni out.  
³Do people do it the other way around?²
For a minute I thought Noni was asking about anal sex.  Oh my!  The look on my face must have caused her to explain.
³I mean, do men put their mouths on womenıs privates?²
³Oh yes, all the time.  No, not all the time, but you know what I mean.  I bet you have a delicious pussy.²
Noni stood up and put her fingertips on the sides of her panties.  She toyed with the garment, moving it up and down on her hips and belly, never exposing anything.  I wondered if I was being teased.
³Oh, Mr. Marcus, I donıt think I can do this.  Weıve done too much already.²
Time to back off.
³Okay, Noni.  Maybe youıre right.  I certainly donıt want you to feel pressured or uncomfortable.  Come here.²
We were back in each others arms.  I stroked the back of her head.  She hugged me tight.  My bare penis drew random patterns on her belly.  I moved my hands and massaged her buttocks outside of her panties, squeezing them and pulling her hips tightly against mine.  I stooped just enough to place my bar erection between her thighs.  Down to one layer of cloth.  The pressure of my erection against her groin probably wasnıt comfortable.  She spread her legs just a bit, allowing my erection to slip in between her thighs.  I continued holding and rubbing her ass and back and head.  I  stroked up and down her sides, touching the edges of her breasts on the way up and down.  I was runnning my hands all over her body.  At the same time, I rocked back and forth, my erection stroking her pussy through the meager material.  Noniıs movements began to match mine, and she tightened the grip of her thighs on my penis.  
³Oh, Mr. Marcus, it feels strange.  Itıs like an itch and I want to scratch it.  Whatıs happening to me?²
³Have you ever played with yourself, down there?²
³Well, sure, I mean, doesnıt everybody?²
³Youıre just a little more excited this time because itıs someone else, not your own fingers²
I was making a guess.
³May I see your pussy now?  I can help you with that itch.²
³I donıt know.  This is really embarassing.²
³Youıre embarassed?  Iım standing here, stark naked in front of one of the most beautiful women Iıve ever known with an erection bobbing in front of me, and youıre embarassed?²
Noni smiled.  The comment broke the tension.  I moved a half step to the left.  With my right hand, I fondled Noniıs left breast, hefting it and rubbing my palm over her nipple.  I moved my hand down her chest onto her stomach and rubbed there for a moment, slowly going lower.  At her panties, which were riding lower due to her fidgiting, I slid my hand inside, ruffling her pubic hair.  Still lower, my hand found her cunt, hot and wet.  I cupped her sex in my hand, just holding it.  I felt her cunt throbbing with an elevated pulse.  Oh man, this was heaven.  I had only dreamed of this moment, and now it had come true.  My middle finger dipped between the fleshy folds, taking a sample of her juice.  I resisted the temptation to slide my finger into her cunt.  Instead I brought that hand up to my face.
³Hmmm, you smell delicious.²
I put that finger into my mouth.
³And you taste good too.²
³Thank you.²
I looked deep into Noniıs eyes.  She had never been handled like that before.  She was all ready, she just needed an excuse.
³You asked me if men put their mouths on womenıs privates?  May I show you?²
Noni hesitated, looked at me, already completely undressed, and pulled her panties down slowly, exposing her trimmed cunt.  A deft kick put her panties in the pile.
I felt like I was drooling.
³Lovely,² I said.
³Thank you.²
Noni stood with her knees together and her hands clasped behind her back.  Her breasts stood out proudly.  The treasure lay buried between her clenched thighs.
³Itıs my turn to taste you.  Sit down and lay back,² I said.
Noni sat down on the carpet and laid back, supporting herself on her elbows.  I moved my face in between her spread legs.  I moved her pussy hair to the sides, exposing her.  I leaned in, kissing her inner thighs as I went.  When I got to her pussy, I flicked my tongue up her slit.
³Oh, thank you.²
I hadnıt said anything but got the point.
I went after her more aggressively, thrusting and darting my tongue in and around her pussy opening, looking for a particular place.  I found it.
³Ooooh, what was that?²
³Itıs your clitoris.  Itıs a very sensitive spot.²
³Thatıs for sure.  Can you do some more of that?²
I laid back down and held her buttocks in my hands, raising her cunt to my face.  It was time to pay her clitoris some serious attention.
³Oh, oh, oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.²  
Noni was babbling now, trying to keep my rule.  Soon she was thrusting her cunt towards my face, mutterings, ³Th, th, thanks, thanks, th, th, thanks² over and over again until she reached an orgasm and laid back on the carpet, exhausted.
³Ooooh, thank you.²
I sat cross legged in front of Noni, looking at her naked body.  Breasts laying on her torso, slightly sagged to the sides.  Pussy wet and opened.   Noni was still breathing heavily.  She finally leaned up, supported by her elbows.
²Wow, that was awesome.  Iıve never made myself feel like that.   I didnıt know that could happen, I mean, that way.²
³Absolutely.  And itıs a turn on for the man too.²
Noni saw my penis was harder than ever.
³The itch is gone but Iım still throbbing down there.  My pussy aches, like itıs empty.  Is there something wrong?²
I could see Noniıs cunt throbbing, with a pulse.
³Hmm, and after that orgasm.  Your body is just looking for, well, something else.  One day, youıll make someone a terrific sex partner.²
I was disappointed that it wasnıt today and it wasnıt me.
³Weıre not done, are we?  Isnıt there something else you can teach me?²
We both looked at my erection, still hard, moist at the tip.
³I donıt mean with that.  I donıt think Iım ready for intercourse.  Sometimes I use my finger.  Can you, you know, do it with your finger?²
Noniıs suggestion was a woefully inadequate substitute for the real thing.  But, anything to keep this going.
³Sure.²
I placed one finger at her moist opening.
³Oooh, thank you,² Noni said as I slipped it in.
I moved it in and out as I watch Noniıs dreamy expression, eyes shut, mouth open, chest rising and falling with each stroke.  She was raising her hips up, trying to take more of it in, or to take it in deeper.
³More,² she pleaded.
³Tell you what.  Why donıt you change positions, to give me better access.²
³Anything.  Where do you want me?²
Squatting on my penis, I thought.
³Get on your hands and knees,² I directed.
I got behind Noni and placed two fingers into her cunt.  She moaned louder than last time.  Now she was bucking back, fucking herself against my digits. 
After a few minutes, she asked, ³Ooh, more, Mr. Marcus, more.²
I withdrew my hand and added a third finger.  I held them in a triangle shape.  Her cunt was tight against my tripod of flesh and bone.  Once her cunt got used to the size, she resumed her rocking.  
³Ooh, thank you, thank you.  I want more,² she whined.
I spread my fingers a little, opening the tripod.  I also made sure one of my fingers was rubbing as close to her clitoris as I could.  
³Uh, uh, uh, more, Mr. Marcus, more please.²
I didnıt know if she meant I should continue doing what I was doing, or to increase the number of fingers, or to push them deeper into her pussy.  It wasnıt exactly the time to ask.  I made a decision, that what Noni wanted couldnıt be delivered by my hand.  Okay, I admit it.  My willpower failed.  If Noni wanted more, she was going to get more, the only way I knew how.  The real thing.  I moved up closer to Noni and placed my penis behind my three pistoning fingers.  As I pulled my fingers back, I slid my dick into her lubricated cunt.  I kept probing at the same depth my fingers had reached.  She was still bucking, and I had to lean back to prevent going in any deeper.  Despite my attempt to mask the change, Noni felt a difference.
³Uh, uh, uh, oh, that feels soo good.  More, more, more.²
That was my cue.  I leaned forward and held her breasts in my sweaty hands, pulling at her nipples for good measure.  I didnıt give her the time to figure out that I had both hands on her tits yet her cunt was still occupied.  I met her backward rock with a forward lunge and gave her the full length of my erection, straight into her hot pussy.
²Oh!² she cried.  
Balancing on two knees and one hand, she reached back between her legs and confirmed what had taken the place of my fingers.  I thought she might freak out and jump forward, to disengage our sex organs.  She fondled my balls and then put her hand back on the floor as she rocked forward and back.
³Thank you, Mr. Marcus, thank you.²
Noni had accepted our coupling.  I was delighted.  We were moving together in an exquisite sexual ballet.  We thrust and bucked, pawed and caressed.  Caressing Noniıs tits while leaning over her was fine, but I wanted to see her face, her reaction to our lovemaking.  I pulled out.
³Whatıs the matter?²
³Why donıt you lie on your back?  I want to look at you.²
Noni turned over and laid back, legs spread.  I went back in easily.  In this position, I was looking at Noniıs face, into her eyes.  She was holding her breath as she squeezed her stomach muscles and then releasing it in a burst.  I kissed her lips and neck and chest.  I sucked each nipple in turn.  Noni was raising her hips to meet my thrusts, squeezing her cunt around my penis as hard as she could, wanting to feel every inch of friction.  I moved my hands beside her hips, to take more control of the pace.  I slowed down and then sped up.  The change added to the excitement.  Noni couldnıt predict what was coming next.  Speaking of cumming, I was about to boil over.  I couldnıt hold out much longer and didnıt want to risk getting Noni pregnant.  I hadnıt even thought about protection.  
³Iım gonnaı cum, Noni, but not inside you.²
With a flurry of slow, deliberate insertions, I brought myself to the brink. As I pulled out, Noni sat up and pivoted, putting her lips over my dick.  
³Thatıs right, suck it out of me.²
She reached between my legs  My balls had risen a while ago.  Her touch put me over.  The explosion of my cum made her task easy.  Noni swallowed and smiled up at me.
³Wow, that was more than I thought we were going to do.  A lot more,² Noni said.
³Same here.  I hope youıre not sorry we did it.²
³No, not at all.  It was terrific.  Thanks for the lessons, Mr. Marcus.  I think Iıll be able to handle compliments now.  And give them, too.²
³Any time, Noni.²
³Really?  You know, I wonıt be leaving for school for a couple of months.²
My well-worn penis throbbed involuntarily at the thought.
³We can talk about that later.  Now, I think weıd better get cleaned up before anyone gets home.²
As Noni put her clothes back on, a question forming in her mind showed on her face.
³Have you ever thought of offering this as a service?  I mean, if most young women have this problem, youıd be doing them a favor.²
I didnıt want to disclose that this session was strictly motivated by my long-term attraction to her.  However, the prospect of doing this again, with another sexy young lady was more than intriguing.
³I couldnıt just put up a notice on the high school bulletin board now, could I?²
³Well, no, but maybe you could get new clients by word of mouth?²
She smiled a coy but devious smile, a drop of cum at the corner.
³Noni, you wouldnıt!²
³Not if you donıt want me to.²
³Let me think about it and Iıll let you know.²
³The next time we get together for a lesson?²
Throb.
³Yes.  Our next lesson.²
³I canıt wait.²

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Harvey Marcus (harveymarcus9@hotmail.com)



