I tentatively stood up and drooped the shorts exposing that she was not the only one in a thong. She looked at me with a stunned look on her face but ...hat look slowly changed to a look I couldn't quite read. She said, "Oh my God I never thought a guy could look so god in a thong but you are proving me wrong." I didn't even think it might offend someone if I was wearing a thong. I almost offended Fergie but she seemed okay. We laid there for a while and after a while she sat up and said, "I. Let it be your mantra this weekend for silent, and possibly sweet personal moments. On Monday give me your reaction. Make it known by the first thing that you say to our class on Monday. If you choose to ignore this, so be it. But I have made my statement, and I assure you, Carol Anne, that I’ve never been more serious about something in my life. Think about this for the weekend: that is your task. Me Her breath caught in her throat. She, of course, looked out at the students in the room but. It was the alcohol that made me do it. Instead of closing the blind and turning the light off, I disrobed then and there. I slipped my LBN (little black number) over my shoulders and stood resplendent by the window in my black bra and hi-cut black panties. I turned around and faced away from the window and bent down ever so slightly to put my dress in the washing basket. Away from the window slightly but no doubt still visible from Unit 3A, I unclasped my bra and let my big boobs bounce free. Now comes the next part. I took my digital camera and climbed the stairs a bit and hid at the bend of the stairs and started recording . Sneha had just removed her bottom of the sari and just ripped her underwear or panty apart .She just tore her underwear .I couldn’t believe what I was seeing .She had a mildly hairy pussy. She was scratching her pussy like hell. Then she just removed her tops and exposed her breast and vigorously started scratching her breast also. She had large breast which.