Then we went inside.We used to sit on the mattress on the floor. She sat down, kept the study table in front of her, got on her knees, and stretched t... reach her school bag. I walked past her to get to my usual seating place. But as I passed by her by mistake, I stepped on her skirt.As she stretched forward, her skirt slid down her waist to her thighs. I was shocked. I could see her ass covered by her little panty, revealing most of her ass. We both paused for a few seconds as we both were. After dinner one evening, about one week before we were due to set offon our much anticipated holiday, Sandra asked me pour us both a drinkand join her on the sofa. "Now I don't intend to tell you too much aboutour forthcoming holiday; I want it to be a surprise for you" shestarted, "but there are few things we need to sort out before we set offso that you can enjoy the full benefit of what I have planned for us."This was intriguing and I sat forward, eager to hear what she had tosay."We both. Oh, fuck that. Fuck Ted and his "Do me a favor, bud. Have a word with so and so about this and that and how we're going to sort it out either today or tomorrow" bullshit. Christ knows how many times I'd hauled his skinny ass out of the shit over the years. As I keep telling him; "If you don't want to end up in the shit don't keep fucking jumping into it in the first place!"Janet knew the drill. "Mr. Sloane says go away, Ted. He's busy." She then disconnected the call and answered the other. The face slowly comes out of the dark and comes into the light. The nose is wide (but not too wide), with a small upturn at the tip. Their lips look moist and almost completely pink. Their hair is long and dark, but pulled back. It looks damp from perspiration. Once I can see their face completely I noticed-“You’re a girl?”Wiping her mouth with her index finger and then sucking my juices off of her finger, she gave me a quizzical look, then reached down with her hand between her legs. Hey eyes.