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4
Mousey has been paying much more attention to her hair in the last few weeks and it's daily thicker and more beautiful contradicting her new nick name. Her hair and new verve hasn't gone unnoticed by Bill in particular. Jane's Mom, in fact, asked if she has a boy in her life now. Jane gave an honest but brief answer that her mother is use to. The Grandmother, on the other hand, wouldn't let her get off so easy. Her Grandmother is also Jane's conscience and chief councilor. Jane doesn't know but she's also her sole heir. Her daughter, Jane's mother, being very well off in her own right.
"Yes Grama I love him but I'm working out our relationship. We are very different but we also have much in common."
Grama has had many furs in her life as well and Jane was unaware Grama knows fully of Jane's true penchant for furs. She offers subtle hints but is generally quietly supportive.
"You make sure of the truly Important things you have in common."
"Yes I will Grama. That's why I am taking my time."
"Make sure he's not just after your money."
"I haven't brought him home yet and I don't think he has a clue of our wealth aside from my wearing furs, that I have any money of consequence at all. Besides he's not the gold digger type. I actually have done my own research on him quietly among my classmates and others. I'm pretty good at that sort of thing, research you know. He often does things that costs him from that perspective."
"What does he think of you wearing fur all the time?"
"With a coy smile He likes me in fur a lot Grama."
"That's nice. Must have good taste to have chosen you in the first place. What name does he call you?"
"Mousey." Grama laughs as she runs her had through her hair and strokes her Mink she is wearing.
"That's really cute and you let him get away with it?"
"It's our little secret."
"He certainly can't be after your money. I think I like him already. I want you to bring him to see me soon."
Jane knows without being told that it's time to get very serious. The reason Jane is her sole heir is her total likeness, to the soul, of Grama, matriarch of the family and their fortunes. Bill has no idea his fortunes, as well as Jane's, are about to change in ways neither could ever imagine. Jane did not want a repeat of her father, her main fear and Grama's.
The next day Bill calls her (They both have cell phones of course) and says he has a pop quiz he's not sure he's prepared for in Poetry. The quiz is on the Shakespeare Sonnets.
"Besides, it's the third week anniversary of our Library encounter/collision."
They meet late that afternoon at the Veranda and dig in. Jane has brings the Complete Shakespeare Sonnets and she begins reading to Bill and then Bill to Mousey only after a few Bill starts plugging in Mousey in each and every love sonnet. At first Jane is frustrated at Bill not taking this seriously until he starts to make Mousey fit in a reasonably poetic and certainly heartfelt way. Bill is not only learning them remarkably well and quickly but his adaptations are starting to weaken Jane's one month resolve.
"Bill. I'm ready. Let's go to my house and make love. You can take my virginity tonight." Bill is stunned and instantly ready. The Sonnets have their effect on him as well.
"But you made the rules?"
"They are my rules to break."
"That's not true. I agreed to the rules so they are OUR rules and you don't get to summarily break them. I have worked very hard, been diligent and faithful to you and the rules. You can't just throw them out without my agreeing."
"You're right but don't you want me?"
"More than you could ever imagine dear Mousey."
"Please? Is there a compromise we can come to?"
"Let's don't get caught up in the definition of the word IS. We know where that leads."
"Definition!! To fondle. When does fondling become sex?"
"When skin of the sex organ touches the others skin. As in, what is the meaning of IS? You cannot give me a blow job and I cannot suck your vagina."
"I can fur fondle your naked cock and you can fur fondle my naked vagina?"
"Yes we can do that according to the definitions."
"My van, now!!! And I do you first." They practically sprint to Jane's van.
Jane has been driving the van recently just in case and moves it to the dark far corner of the parking lot. Jane is dressed in a brilliant broad yellow & orange and thin black & white stripped turtleneck cashmere sweater dress and matching legging/stockings wrapped in a very long and luscious big Lynx. She is totally stunning and oozing sex. She has her Silver and Cross Foxes in the van just in case.
"Off with your pants big boy. I know this is a totally new experience for you so you are the virgin tonight."
Bill is already half laying in the Silver and Cross Foxes in the back of the van. His cock looks like a tree trunk with pre cum on its tip already. Jane takes off her Lynx and lays it over Bill's stomach and takes off the pre cum with a damp towel. She begins fondling Bill's scrotum all the way from his butt crack forward and gradually up the bottom of his shaft with her Lynx . Bill is ready to blow the moment his butt hits the Foxes and has been straining to hold back as long as he can. This is more sensations than he has ever had in intercourse with other women already and Mousey has obviously only started.
"Now don't you disappoint me and ejaculate prematurely."
