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In the shower Mary and her escort cavorted and played together, rubbing each other down with the soap and washing each other with particular emphasis placed in the erogenous zones. His cock rubbing up against her body an their hands everywhere, touching everything, raising passions. He finally had to apologize to Mary telling her that he didn't have much time to spend with her he had to get back to his other duties. Mary pouted and asked if he had time for a quick licking before he left. He said that he would have to hurry so they turned off the shower and quickly dried themselves and Mary fell to her knees taking his hard cock into her warm mouth. She worked quickly and had him moaning softly in short order. "I am going to miss you" he said. "Mmmmm," Mary replied unwilling to give up the hard cock filling her mouth.

He tensed, and exploded into her mouth, rewarding her with his hot seed for her efforts. Mary swallowed down the offering without so much as spilling a drop. He sighed and pulled slowly out, his slightly deflated cock leaving the warm home that it had gotten accustomed to. "Perhaps there will be other times" he said to her patting her on the cheek and taking her hands to lift her to a standing position. He then took her in his arms and kissed her, his tongue searching her mouth finding no trace of himself there. She had held him in her throat and swallowed each jet as it had been offered. She didn't even get to taste him as his offering had bypassed her taste buds. He dressed quickly and gave Mary a final kiss before he had to leave her room.

Mary picked up her discarded clothing and straightened out the room, she would sleep now and see what the next day would bring. Mary lay in the bed fingering her new charm. When she thought about it she went to her door, which was usually locked. There was a soft click as she neared the door and when she tried the handle the door opened. Closing the door she backed slowly away and heard the click again. She could not reach the door to try it but somehow she knew it had locked again. She smiled as she looked at the charm in the mirror. The magic charm she thought to herself. She went to bed for real then, her worries pushed aside she fell asleep.

When she woke in the morning she arose and looked through her few choices of wardrobe and then got dressed. Of course a mini skirt and skimpy underwear were the norms now. She applied a little makeup now to enhance her natural beauty and appreciated the reflected image in the mirror. Rose popped in just a little later, telling Mary that she had better hurry if she still wanted to get any breakfast, reminded her to take her pill since it wouldn't be supplied in the food any longer and complimented her on her appearance. Mary thanked her and headed for the dining room with Rose for some food. Rose had already eaten but told her that she had let her sleep until she woke up.

Rose made some comment about being tired after her exam and Mary smiled, knowing that Rose must have been aware, at least if not fully informed of the goings on of last night. Rose told Mary that she had a date for diner tonight. Surprising Mary with the news. "A Date?" Mary asked, "you mean like a DATE, date?" Rose smiled, "yes, a real date, like in the outside world, a transition date as you may from the school to the other place, the dreaded outside." Rose was in a relaxed and jovial mood teasing Mary now about the upcoming event. "What kind of date is this?" Mary asked, "Oh a blind one of course" Rose grinned, perhaps he even has a white cane. They both laughed Mary starting to relax as well. Rose was acting more like a friend now than a trainer and Mary was beginning to feel at ease when the situations were appropriate. She still knew her place in the scheme of things when she needed to.

Rose told her that she would be going out to dinner in a real restaurant with a man of course. "We kind of lied to him and told him we were you," Rose said with a sly grin. "You met him on the Internet and he wanted to meet you so we set you up with a dinner date." "After he meets you we'll tell him the truth" Rose said. "Oh, I get it" Mary grinned, "not only is he blind but he is misinformed." They laughed again, Mary feeling a little giddy at the prospect of going on a date again.

She hadn't been on a real date in a long time she reflected. Perhaps it would be fun. Perhaps even a lot of fun. Mary had little to do the rest of the afternoon, as the activities of the school required the attentions of her trainers. She had essentially been graduated now and the time of the trainers had been diverted to others still in training. She sat in her room and read a book that rose had brought in for her to read.

She was about half way through the book when Rose stopped in and told her it was time to get ready. Rose provided her with a white leather mini, crotch less panty hose and a semi transparent bikini panty. The bra was a pushup, which would leave Mary's nipples uncovered and the shiny sateen blouse, had an open collar that would reveal the tops of Mary's breasts. The high heel shoes complemented the outfit, and a small clutch bag was provided for her essentials.

Mary took a quick shower, refreshed her makeup and began to get dressed in the provided clothing. The silkiness of the pantyhose caressing her legs, Mary ran her hands across the smooth material. It felt good. The bikini panties and bra slipped into place before Mary took a look a look at her reflection in the mirror.

Her sexy reflection smiled back at her as she picked up the blouse and buttoned the front with the few buttons provided. Her cleavage nicely displayed by the open collar design of the blouse. Mary slipped into the leather mini skirt and put on the high heel shoes. She was ready and she looked like dynamite, even if she had to say so herself. She was ready for the challenge of the "date." At least she was dressed for it anyhow.

She wasn't sure how emotionally she would be ready. Mary put her lipstick and a small compact in the clutch, there wasn't room for much more. Rose popped back in and complemented Mary on her appearance. Mary was much more confident in her appearance now that she had lost a little weight and was taught how to make the most of her makeup and hair style.

Rose said, "just one more thing." She came up to Mary and took a pair of wire cutting pliers and cut the gold chain that was around her neck. Mary gasped as she felt the now familiar collar falling free from around her throat. Rose let the charm slide off the cut collar and handed it to Mary. "Here put this in your bag" she told her. Mary started to question why the collar had been removed, but thought better of it.

Perhaps it would not be wise to wear something like that out she thought. It really didn't look bad Mary thought to herself, she was going to miss it. She would have to see about getting something to replace it as soon as possible. She was used to having a "necklace/collar" and felt somehow underdressed without it. "Time to go," Rose cut into her thoughts. "Oh yeah", Mary said, "Time to go."

She was taken in the van to an office on the other side of town, when they got there he was waiting, a small bouquet of flowers in his hand. He stood when they came in and appeared to hope that this goddess that was coming in dressed in white was for him. He eyed her openly. He was a nice looking gentleman, 32 years old and from the local area.

Mary was introduced and there was a brief conversation informing the man that he had been misled and the person that he had been corresponding to on the Internet and Mary were in fact two different people. They made some excuse about getting files mixed up or something. He looked disappointed. They told him that he could keep the date with Mary or not. That it would be up to him. He said that he would keep the date with Mary.

The introductions were made and he seemed to be beside himself with joy at having a date with a gorgeous woman. Mary was quite pleased as well, he appeared athletic, being well proportioned and very hansom. He had a nice smile and appeared to have an even, gentle personality. He would have been someone that Mary would have looked at in the personals a month ago and fantasized about.

He was a hunk, Mary thought smiling. A keeper, her mother would have said. He offered her the flowers and the moment took an awkward turn, Mary accepted the flowers but then what. "I'll hold them for you hear she heard a female voice say," and without looking she handed the flowers off. "No pockets," Mary said with a grin and they both laughed. The ice was broken.

"Be off you two" someone told them, they didn't know who as their eyes were locked with each other. He finally offered his arm and Mary took it allowing him to lead her to a waiting limo. She thought it very nice that he had gone to the expense of renting a limo for their date. She hadn't been treated like this since her High School prom. The limo took them to a restaurant with a French sounding name and a staff of supposed Frenchmen acting as waiters.

Once inside it appeared that the gentleman was well know by the staff and he was immediately seated at a corner table. There was an L shaped bench seat with a high back that provided a cove atmosphere that separated them from main dining room. "Would you like the bench seat or a chair?" he had asked her and she said that the bench would be fine. Mary was seated in the crook of the L and he sat in a chair facing her over the glass-topped table.

The waiter appeared as soon as they were seated filling the water glasses and asking if they preferred anything to drink. He ordered a bottle of wine and the waiter scurried off. Mary didn't drink a lot and was not to familiar with wines but the name he had given the waiter was in French and she didn't recognize it. Mary decided that she would go with the flow so to speak and allow her date free reign in their choice of beverage.

Not that he had asked her permission to start with. The waiter returned with the wine, showed it to him and he went through all the usual amenities of accepting the wine before the waiter poured some into Mary's glass. "Impressive" she said grinning at him. "You haven't even tasted it" he responded. "I meant the protocol," Mary replied. "Check the wine to see if it is worth it" he told her. Mary ventured a sip, it was like silk sliding across her tongue, and she loved it.

"It's wonderful she told him, simply wonderful." He smiled, "glad you find it suitable he said." The waiter had returned and waited discretely off to one side. He motioned for the waiter to approach and spoke to him in French. Mary was impressed, after the waiter left she said, "you obviously speak French." "Yes" he said, "that is one of the languages that I speak, there is also Italian, Russian and Greek."

Mary's eyes widened in awed surprise, "your kidding she said," "not really" he replied, "oh and Pig Latin" he added to Mary's amusement. Mary had picked up the wine glass and had just taken a sip When she laughed at his Pig Latin addition she almost lost control of the wine in her mouth, it dribbled onto her chin.

Mary quickly dabbed at the wine before it landed on her clothing and gasped, "that was close." They were at ease with each other now and joked with one another through the meal. Their conversation covered many topics and he asked her if she had been brought up in the local area and Mary told him no, she had lived in a little town called Allison many years ago and the family had moved from there and she had ended up going to college here and worked in a bookstore for an elderly couple.

She admitted to him that she had taken over control of the store and that most people thought that she owned it. But she had an agreement with the original owners and was in the process of purchasing the business from the widow. Mary asked where he was from and told her that they all seem to come from some small town somewhere. And that he was involved in many business and moved around quite a bit before finding something special in the area. He said he was thinking of putting down roots here if things went right.

Mary told him that she hoped that he found what he was looking for in the area. The food came and they ate while they talked and got to know each other better. Mary finally said to him, "what should I call you?" "I don't even know your name, and you know that I am Mary but I never heard you mention a name." He smiled at her, "what name do I look like he asked her?"

"Mmmmmmmm, let me see, George...no definitely not a George or a John, perhaps a Shawn, or Darrel, no not Darrel, something sexy, Zorro, Don Juan or Romeo" Mary said. "Take your pick" he told her, "and for tonight I will be that person, just for you." "Well in that case" she said, "Romeo where for art thou?" He smiled and she did as well.

The service was excellent Mary thought. The waiter seemed to be there at every opportunity, clearing plates making sure the wine glasses were filled to an optimum level enhancing the enjoyment, filling water glasses if so much as two gulps of water lowered the level a little. Mary commented to her Romeo that the place must be expensive for the amount of service they were getting.

He smiled at her, "not that it is not expensive," he replied "but the extra service is because of you and not the money he said." "Me," Mary looked at him her eyes opening wider. "Yes you, Have you noticed that he sets everything down to the side of the table and that whenever someone puts a plate in the middle he is here to clear it off?"

"Well yes" Mary agreed "that's right." He smiled at her, pointing to the table he told her the obvious. "The top is glass, that lets him see your legs, and when you're relaxed you might have let him see a glimpse or two of your panties." "Like a good Italian, he likes his women and he will look at every opportunity at such a wonderful view."

Mary did not blush at the realization or the compliment. "Wait a minute" Mary said, trying to change the subject, "he's Italian." "Yep, speaks pretty good French for and Italian from New York doesn't he?" Mary didn't believe him and looked at him with a sly smile on her face.

"I know he said, you don't believe me, watch when he comes again and listen carefully to what is said." When the waiter came to the table again. Romeo spoke to him in French carrying on a conversation. Mary listened but didn't understand anything they were saying, suddenly she realized that they were not speaking French anymore but Italian instead, she knew a few words and the pattern.

The waiter looked at Mary, "my secret is out I am told, allow me to introduce my self, I am Guido and yes I do come from New York." Mary smiled at him not knowing what to say, "you make a good Frenchman she said, had me fooled for sure." "Thanks" he said, a touch of the NY accent slipping in. He left the table then to attend to his other customers.

"See" Romeo told her, "now I'll bet that if you were naughty and didn't have any underpants on he would really go out of his way to serve us." Mary looked up at the twinkle in Romeo's eyes. Yes she thought and so would you. "Mmmmmm," Mary said, "should I be naughty or should I be nice." He smiled, "your choice he told her."

"Only one problem" Mary confided leaning over the table, presenting Romeo a nice view of her cleavage. I don't have anywhere to put them she said, pointing to the little clutch purse, "no pockets remember." Mary was feeling the effects of the several glasses of wine that she had consumed. Of course it was not obvious how many she had consumed due to the waiters constant attention to maintain the level just so in the glasses.

Mary was feeling adventurous and daring and the suggestion of her being sans panties suddenly appealed to her. "You could always go to the ladies room and when you came back anything that you had in your hand I would be more than happy to put in my pocket for you" he said holding open the pocket on his suit jacket.

Mary grinned and when the waiter returned for one of his many trips to the table, Mary asked him to direct her toward the powder room. He indicated the way to the restrooms that were reserved for the more elite clients. Handing her a key from his pocket. Mary excused herself and stood to go to the ladies room. She had to put out a hand to steady herself. "More wine in that stuff than there seems to be" she said smiling at her host.

Mary made her way to the rest room and checked her appearance in the mirror before using the facilities. She washed her hands and then reached under the mini and dropped her panties to the floor. Mary then retrieved the garment and folded it into a small package, palming it in her hand and covering it with her purse. When she returned to the table she carefully passed the folded material to Romeo who secreted it away in his jacket pocket.

As Mary slipped back into her seat Romeo was treated to the enticing view. They giggled together like school kids at their little secret until the waiter made another of his trips to the table. This time to see if he was ready for the check, when they saw him coming, Mary feigning innocence allowed her legs to part until her knees were about 4 inches apart.

While Romeo busied himself studying the damages, Guido busied himself clearing the last of the dishes. As he looked down and caught a glimpse of Mary's now naked pussy, his casual glance turned into a double take and he dropped the dishes he was clearing. They bounced off the table and clattered onto the floor.

Fortunately they did not break, apologizing profusely he quickly attended to the dishes he had dropped. Crouching down to retrieve them, while Romeo offered his hand to Mary, "ready to go?" he said and Mary took his hand. The movement necessary for her to get up from the bench seat, caused her legs to open further. Her naked pussy passing directly in front of Guido's crouched form.

He spoke to the waiter in Italian. "Quite a pleasant view isn't it Guido." Guido looked up and replying in Italian as well said, "One of the few natural wonders of the world. A view to behold for all eternity." They exchanged smiles. Together Mary and her Romeo left the restaurant. Mary noting that there was no exchange of money, only the flourish of a pen as they departed.

"Good evening Mr. Cunningham, hope to see you again soon." "Good evening" he said and they departed. Once back in the car Mary said to him, "Romeo Cunningham. Now there's a name." "Jeff he replied, short for Jeffery. Not all that sexy is it?" he said. "Depends" Mary replied.

Jeff asked Mary if she had any specific time that she needed to be back and Mary said that she didn't think so. No one had told her to be back at any particular time and she hadn't thought to ask. Jeff asked if she would like a cup of coffee or something, honestly he said I don't want the evening to end just yet. "Coffee would be fine" Mary said, adding that it had to have a low wine content that she was beginning to feel a bit tipsy. "My place okay?" Jeff asked and Mary agreed that it would be.

The limo eased from the parking lot of the restaurant and moved quietly through the night. Mary was hoping for a little sex from this dating adventure. She had really jumped at the idea of flashing her pussy at the waiter because she had wanted Jeff to get a look an perhaps even fill her up with a hard cock. Judging from the bulge that she had noted through the glass top of the table he would be up to the challenge. She just hoped that she was not being too obvious.

The limo took them to a large house in the rich section of town and brought them to the front door. Jeff had gotten out and the driver had opened the door for Mary. Reaching out to take her hand, Jeff was once again treated to the view between her seemingly flawless legs. Mary stepped out of the car and the mini fell into place temporally blocking the scenic view. Jeff led her to the house and opened the door.

Leading her into the large living room, Jeff lit a candle or two and turned down the main lights. " I go put some coffee on" he said. He turned and pushed a button on the stereo system and soft music began to play. He turned to look at her sitting on the couch hoping to get a glimpse of her pussy perhaps or just to look at her.

Mary motioned him toward her and he approached, she had decided that she didn't want to drink coffee or talk but to do other more interesting things. "You're not trying to seduce me with candlelight and soft music are you?" she asked looking into his large brown eyes. "Sure I am," he laughed lifting his right hand up touching the underside of her left breast with his fingertips.

Mary's left hand grabbed his wrist and moved his hand away from her breast and brought it up in front of her face. "Won't work," she said still absorbed by his eyes, kissing the back of his hand brushing her lips across his knuckles, feeling the small hairs tickle her lips. "No?" he said looking into her eyes as well. "Nope" Mary said "your eyes have already done the job." As he leaned forward to kiss her moist lips Mary quivered with anticipation and just plain lust. His fingers caressed her cheek as their lips met for the first time.

When Mary moved her hand away from her face she brought his right hand with it, back to her breast. This time not for just a light tender caress but for a needed solid contact. Jeff took a firm hold of her breast moving his other hand into position on the other one as well. Their lips parted and their tongues mingled searching each other out. Jeff felt Mary's hand move up his leg to his bulging crotch.

As her hand made contact with his erection Jeff used one of his hands to grab her wrist and pull he hand away. "Not trying to seduce me with candlelight and soft music are you?" he teased. "No," Mary admitted "I am just trying to seduce you." He smiled and took her hands to help her stand. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her in tightly while their mouths locked together in passion.

His hands roamed her back and moved down to massage her ass through the material of the leather mini. She was doing likewise feeling his firm ass and pressing his hard cock against her. His hands moved up and between them and he made room to reach the buttons of her blouse, he began to unbutton them one by one.

Mary gave him the room that he needed and when the last of the Mohegans fell prey to his busy fingers Jeff pulled the blouse clear of her skirt and parted the material so that he could observe her partially uncovered tits. Her nipples stood out hardened by her sensual arousal as Jeff bent to place his mouth upon one of the exposed nipples.

Mary moaned from somewhere deep inside. After sucking on one and then the other nipple Jeff stood and took Mary's hand. Without another word he led her toward the stairs and up to the master bedroom.

The room was decorated early Victorian with a large king sized four poster bed and several other large pieces of furniture in the room but Mary was not interested in the d‚cor of anything other than the bulge in Jeff's pants. Jeff led her to the side of the bed, there he slid the blouse from Mary's body and kissed her as his arms encircled her to unfasten the catches on the bra.

Mary stood as he removed her clothing her only actions were to return the many kisses that he applied between articles. She felt the catch on the mini come loose and the leather material fall away as the skirt dropped to the floor. Her panties had already been removed. Leaving Jeff and easy view of her shaved pubic region and most of her ass. The pantyhose was next as Jeff expertly lowered the material sensually down her legs.

With her skirt and pantyhose in a puddle at her feet Jeff eased Mary into a sitting position on the bed, the opportunity to kiss her hard nipples taken advantage of. He pressed her back onto the bed until her back was flat and then he lifted one foot and removed a shoe, then the other for the other shoe. The pantyhose were removed from her feet and the skirt was picked up off the floor and placed on a stand near the bed.

He sat her up and then physically picked her up and turned her before depositing her onto the bed. Mary lay there and watched as he stripped off his own clothing revealing a muscular body in the dim light of the room. Mary fingered her naked neck idly while she watched.

"Something wrong with your neck?" he asked. "No why?" asked Mary. "Just that you are touching it a lot." "At the restaurant too," he said. "Oh I am just used to wearing something around my neck," she said "and I didn't have it on tonight." Mary was being honest but hoping not obvious in her answer.

As Jeff stripped off his underpants, his hard cock stood proudly and it pleased and excited Mary as she watched. She would be sure to lunch up on that specimen she thought if the opportunity arises. Jeff came to the bed and rolled her over onto her stomach and then again onto her back. "More room to play in the middle" he said smiling. Mary looked left and right, smiling back she commented that the playroom was large but not crowded enough.

Mary held her arms out to Jeff and he willingly filled them with his large masculine frame. The bed shifted under his weight as he crawled into Mary's waiting embrace. His mouth found hers and they locked in another passionate embrace, his hands exploring her body as hers did his. His mouth moved over her body, the need was immediate now and he covered her chest with kisses.

Normally Jeff would have liked to eat her before he fucked her but his cock was calling out for pussy and it would not be denied. As Jeff's fingers touched and explored Mary's pussy he found it to be soaking wet. The dam had burst and the river was flowing.

He moved into position as slipped his hard cock into the velvety interior of Mary's womanhood. He entered easily due to the lubrication that had been provided but that in no way diminished the tightness that he felt gripping his cock as he entered. His cock pumped into her with a now desperate need as he stroked deeply within Mary's willing pussy.

Their passions rising quickly Mary felt his cock swell and knew he was close to coming, she to was close, ever so close. The it happened, his cock exploding sending jolts of hot come deep inside Mary's pussy. Mingling with Mary's own juices, she heard a woman's voice off somewhere in the distance saying, "I'm coming."

She didn't know where the voice was coming from because she was too busy having a climax of her own as her body tensed and convulsed and twitched and twisted and writhed under the pulsing, pounding, pile driving attack of Jeffery Cunningham.

He collapsed on top of her, their spent bodies pooling together, as they caught their breath. After a few minutes Jeff slipped his cock from he soaked pussy. Mary felt the retreating cock and realized that it had not diminished in size appreciably from its fully erect state.

Another one with staying power she thought to her self. Mary looked at Jeff, "wow!" Jeff looked back and smiled, "wow!" is right. He kissed her and wrapped his arms around her. Jeff's hands toyed with Mary's body with a light but sensual feeling for Mary, "hope you're up to more than one bout she told him if you're going to keep that stuff up."

He assured her that he would be, he wasn't going to let her get away before the dessert course was over. Mary snuggled into his arms. He said, "you said that you lived in a little town called Allison didn't you?" "That's right" Mary replied, "why?" "Did you know a boy named Bobby he asked?"

"Do you mean Bobby Johnson?" Mary asked with some surprise. "Yes Bobby Johnson," Jeff replied. Mary smiled recalling their times together. "Yes I knew Bobby, why do you ask?" Jeff rolled to the side of the bed and pulled a picture frame from the nightstand. "Tell me about these," he said handing the frame to Mary.

Mary turned the frame over and looked at a pair of pink frilly panties that had been carefully mounted and framed. They looked almost as new as they had been some 20 years before. A tear came to her eye before she broke out in a fit of laughter.

Someone had actually kept her panties for 20 years. She couldn't believe it. No it couldn't be. "Wait she said, how old are you?" "32" he replied. "Your not Bobby's older brother are you?" "Yes, I am," he replied.

"Please tell me about these," he said again pointing to the small panties behind the glass of the frame. "Where's Bobby now?" she asked. "He's dead," he replied. "When he was 10, he was out with our father and they got in an auto accident." "My mother remarried and he adopted me." "Her new husband was Gerry Cunningham."

Mary said "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know." "So tell me the story as you remember it Mary, I know how Bobby told it and I believed it but now I have my doubts." "Why do you doubt it?" Mary asked. "Because the school reported that you were virgin when you were enrolled."

"The school, you mean THE SCHOOL?" ............ He smiled at her, "Not mad at me for sending you are you?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a wet seductive kiss and said, "mad, hell no, horny hell yes and damn proud of it now." "Good" he said, "I was hoping it would work out."

"Now tell me about Bobby and the panties," pointing again to the frame. Mary related the story of the panties to him as she lay in his arms looking up toward the ceiling. His fingers tracing her body as she told him the details as she remembered them. He let her finish without interruption as she relived that day.

When she finished she said "that was about it." "He had to get out of there in a hurry and since the panties weren't my style anymore I never worried about getting them back." Jeff laughed and took the frame from her hands and put it back in the dresser. "Still got the pictures?" he asked. "Well I still have the dresser, maybe I do, and I'd have to check." "Please do he said to her."

"What was Bobby's side of the story?" she asked with interest? Jeff replied that it was a long story but now that he heard her side it took on a different context. "When Bobby said that he had gotten into your pants I thought he meant that he had sex with you." "I had a pair of girls' panties that I had stolen of a clothesline somewhere and I kept telling him that it was a souvenir of my first time with a girl."

"When he came home with these I thought that he had actually had sex before I did." "I mean I was 12 and here my little brother beat me in the sex department, not that I ever admitted it to anyone before now." "Enough of that for the moment though," his hand dipped into her sopping pussy.

They made love more slowly this time the need having been diminished by the earlier session and several questions answered. Mary now knew who sent her to the school. She didn't know the why yet but at the moment her body was demanding more attention and he was supplying it. They would have to talk later.

Mary loved the feel of his hard cock in her pussy and she was satisfied several more times before Jeff told her that he would have to take her back to the school. It was just past midnight and the doors would probably be locked. Mary told him that she had a locket that opened some doors but wondered why he was taking her back. "Give it a few days," he told her "and all will become clear."

Mary put her clothing back on and realizing that she didn't have any panties on asked Jeff if he still had them in his pocket, he smiled at her and said, "You didn't really expect to get them back did you." "No I guess not" Mary said smiling back. "Worth a try though." "My driver will take you back to the school" he told her. "If you have any trouble getting in he will let me know and I will see if I can make arrangements."

"Will I see you again?" Mary asked, having gotten some information and wanting more, he would just reply for her to give it a few days.