That's way more than I ever expected." Yes, but I've never been here for a sleepover or for a Saturday study session. I've never even seen your room."...That sounded like a pretty broad hint."Uh, would you like to see it now?" She smiled and I led her by the hand to the attic stairs. I followed her very cute little butt to my room."This is way cool! You have a whole floor to yourself? No wonder you can have study sessions and sleepovers. My room at home would fit in yours three times." She walked. Once nude, she again admired herself in the mirror. She cupped her full breasts, teasing the pink nipples with her thumbs until they were stiff with desire. Then she began to slowly slide her hand down over her belly, to her hairless pussy. She smiled as she remembered George's reaction when he had found her thick patch of auburn curls gone, leaving her dripping slit bare for his enjoyment; she had never let it grow back. Tonight was going to be another night to remember in their twenty-seven. I picked her up at school and took her home to change. On Friday's we would usually go to the mall because she had rarely gotten to go there in her first 18 years. I would buy her whatever she wanted but she didn't usually ask for much. She also liked the mall because she knew she would never run into her parents there. Her parents had tried to confront her in school the Monday after her marriage but I was ready for her. I had a lawyer friend who owed me a favor and he sent them packing. . My head was still hurting. I thought it's a little late to have a hangover from Thursday's lunch with Perry. Maybe its stress. Then some inner voice said, 'or maybe its hunger!' I thought about that. I don't think I'd eaten a thing since Thursday breakfast, and that was only two slices of toast. My last real meal was on Wednesday night. Yes, my headache could be hunger, I answered that inner voice.I looked at what was in the fridge. Not a lot. No surprise, Friday night is shopping night. Often.