So when Jay was ready to shoot I turned around and pulled my dress up showing him my ass. He missed too and complained about me distracting him. I tol... them it was the first time anyone complained about me showing my panties. They continued to play and Dave was down to the 8 ball. He called a bank shot and the trash talk started again. Dave said the only way he would miss is if I distracted him again by showing my panties. I got in on the fun telling him he couldn’t make the shot and I wouldn’t. Every time Al was working the graveyard shift on Saturday night, I could hear Teresa was having company over. And the so-called company was fucking the shit out of her. He was either very good or very hung, or maybe both. She was definitely louder with this mystery guy than she was with her husband, Al. I let this go on for a couple of months until Al asked if there was something going on when he was working the graveyard shift. I knew he was scared to hear the truth but I had an idea. . I wanted to impress him and show off my body a bit. It was after hours after all, so I unbuttoned a couple of the top buttons from my white blouse, freeing my size C-cup breasts a bit and showing some cleavage. My long tan legs looked toned and smooth as I stood in my black high heels. I did a little twirl to spin around and check out my tight ass in the full-length mirror and heard my heels click-clacking on the bathroom tile.“That’s better,” I reassured myself. Finally, I sprayed my favorite. With the right hairstyle, makeup, and jewelry, I would be aheartbreaker in this dress! It was obvious that Gran had decided that Iwasn't going to be a "little girl" this summer. I was growing up. Fromnow on, I was going to present myself as a young woman.After we finished in Juniors, Gran and I bought several new pairs ofshoes, including some very mature open-toed slingbacks and elegantstrappy sandals with 2 1/2 inch heels. Gran noted that sandalfootpantyhose would be good to wear with.