I gathered my skirt up. It was longer, naturally; Mom insisted on below the knee and once raised it revealed thick white cotton panties.Breathing deep...y I moved the bullet head over my lips and gasped at the intensity of the feelings.I looked at Jacquie who was watching wide-eyed at my reactions.“Told you this was a good idea,” she giggled, continuing to hold that purple cock against her now very wet panties.“Imagine how good that would feel without those granny pants on,” she teased. “Go on;. “Is there a way to transfer this? Print it or copy it to a memory stick?”“Oui. Bien sur. We can make images of it and enlarge it.”Watching him like a hawk, fifteen minutes passed before he handed me a USB memory stick and the microdot in an envelope. His fee was quite reasonable.On the way back to the hotel, we stopped so I could purchase a cheap laptop. In the room, with Callie showering, I opened the files on the memory stick.The information absorbed me, so much so I didn’t notice Callie when. You open the door to see two high school girls. It is your daughter Evilene and she has brought a friend home today.The girl she has brought home is Asian looking, has long shiny black hair, wearing a white school blouse with the high schools pleated red skirt. She seems to be 5'6 at the most with her heels on which could undoubtedly supplement another four or five inches onto Sheryl’s actual height, she still stands a few inches shorter than Evilene. You still tower head and shoulders over the. She seemed so perfect, I just didn't think she'd even know how to be embarrassed."It's okay," I shrugged and I'd started feeling better anyway.Lunchtime was almost over and I dreaded going to my afternoon classes. Roger sat next to me in all of them, except gym class, but we didn't do a lot of sitting in that one anyway. I really wasn't ready for the anger and resentment I knew was coming, just like I wasn't ready to try and explain something to Roger that he'd never understand. I didn't even.