”“Oh is that right?”“Yes, but there was a much hotter woman there. She had long dark hair, big boobs, her name was Wendy I think,” Kristen ...oked.“Oh yeah? You should’ve got her number, maybe gone home with her,” I said.“Or I could’ve brought her home with me. You wouldn’t have minded, would you?” she asked me.“Not at all! But I would’ve brought home a girl too. She was the hottest one there. A blonde named Kristen. Mmm,” I smiled at her. “Ah, looks like we missed out then. Guess we’ll. There was as yet a stillness coming from the water as not many were awake to disturb the quiet. It was his favorite time of the day, before the rest of the world woke up and began to clatter and bang in their normal mad rush to do, to go, to spend.As he poured himself a second cup he could hear the sounds of two people enjoying themselves and chuckled. Checking the fire he stoked it a bit as the embers from the night before now had the logs he had added ablaze. The heat was removing the morning. " He ruffled the top of my head, and I got up from the bench, gathered together my books, and slipped into the hallway, where Beverly, with a wan smile and a soft hi, passed me on the way in to her lesson.If only it had been sunny out.If only it had been mere gloom.If only my mom had somehow got her errands done early and been out there, waiting at the curb, windshield wipers wagging. But the rain was so wild and fierce I could barely see to the curb. No car there, and no way I'd be able to. My pussy tingled from memories of yesterday in a slutty uniform. I pulled out a corset that was more suited for a playboy mansion than college. The corset was black with ribbon lace-up back and zip up side closure. I reluctantly slipped it on. My cleavage was accented, the half-breast cuffs barely covering my nipples, which were erect and showing though slightly. Accompanying the corset was a black boy shorts that were a size too small. They barely covered my ass. Finally, to top it off, was.