You go to the toilet and wash your face.” Pippa sat on the toilet. In spite of the desperation in her bladder, it took a little while before she was...able to release a trickle from her throbbing pussy. She remembered the three who were waiting in the lounge. How could she ever look at Amy White again? * Nothing was mentioned when Pippa and Mrs. Dupree entered the lounge. Elaine was dying to talk to Mrs. Dupree but couldn’t in front of their daughters. After allowing sufficient time to be able to. Even if the weather was cold and she wore a long coat, she'd always have on a short skirt beneath it that would ride up over her thighs as she got into the car and waited for me to close her door before going round and getting in beside her.The skirt would ride up even higher as she drove home and she'd smile at me when I reached over to caress the silky soft flesh of her thighs."Shall we have a bath when we get home darling?" she'd say, knowing very well that I'd been looking forward to it all. It was a hot, humid summer night, so I remember I’d kicked the sheets down near the foot of the bed and was stretched out in my thin, short nightie.At first I was scared. First the thunder, and then an intruder. My heart was beating hard and fast.And then, even in the dark, I recognized you. Your big, strong body, in your boxers and your undershirt, trying to move so quietly so you wouldn’t wake me.But I was awake. And I was peeking at you through my narrowed eyes. You stopped at the foot of. I took it up to the bedroom and put it on the bed. As I was walking out she came out of the walk in closet and saw the box, and knew that I had put it their. Instead of being embarrassed she gave me a smile and said "Thanks!" and took it into the closet. I asked her out the following week, we went to see a movie and then I asked if she wanted a drink. She told me that she had a bunch of "thank you beer" left over from the move and that we should just go to her house. Sounded like a plan to me..