’ The director’s words were enough to plunge Jennifer back to her teenage years. As his words wafted over her, she felt herself falling and she ha... struggle hard to stop her body pitching to the floor. She grasped the edge of the table tightly until her knuckles were white as her memory took her back to that dreadful night of her school ball. She shuddered uncontrollably and sobs racked her body as she relived her own terrifying ordeal. Memories struggled to the surface from deep down in her. Some sort of reaction between whatever was coursing through my veins and the traces of her blood left in the tub. At least I retained my six feet of height, Sandra was a full foot shorter than me, the crown of her head barely even with the mirror I was staring into.I walked, make that waddled, into my room, where I rehashed the situation as I thought about finding some clothing to cover my naked body. I closed the bedroom door, coming face to face with the full-length mirror bolted to the back,. In theory, glass is easy enough to make. You grind and powder fine white river sand, mix in a little filtered oak ash, and then a little lime. If you get the portions right and can control the heat well, you will get a good flow of relatively clear glass. To get the glass, you have to bake it with very even heat for hours. In reality it took a lot of work. I set up an oven in a kiln, and used a titanium box as the pour table. It wouldn't yield ripple-free glass, but having a reliable source of. June said "I can do it myself just didn't want to climb in case I fell and was lying immobile on the floor. I just want you to watch me incase I fall."June quickly got ontop of the worktop and as she reached up her skirt rode-up to show here nicely rounded bum cheeks. I was surprised to notice she wasnt wearing any panties. I got a beautiful view. I was just wishing that she had had her legs apart so I would have got a great view of her pussy.Just then she turned round and spreading her legs.