She was still in her school uniform; the standard white blouse with the big peter-pan collar, a red skirt at mid thigh length, white socks and black l...ather shoes. Even poor families seem to get the pesos scrapped up for the uniforms.I gather Jun is your teacher, it that right?Opo ... Yes Sir. I am sorry, Jun told me to speak English to you.It's OK you are nervous. I understand. Anabel I want to know two things from you. You have to be honest in your answers and they will not be easy to answer.. I was glad to have the house to myself and I sat quietly sipping my hot beverage. I heard a car door out front and I partially stood up to get a view through the picture window of the street a few feet away. I see somene getting out of a older model mini van, and my first thought, no lie is I wonder if its a sexy woman. Moments later as they come around the ront of the car, indeed my thoughts are astonishingly granted when I see a mid-fourties to early fifties light brown haired milf. After a while, I went around once again, thanked everyone for coming and for their gifts. I told mom that the three of us were going to my room for the night. Entering my master bedroom, the girls hopped up onto the bed which had way more than enough room for the three of us and then some. I went to get teddy from the closet and when I turned around, they were surprised to say the least. I danced over to the bed with teddy in my arms as the girls giggled. I tossed him on the bed, did a slow. The poor thing let out a heart warming, “Mmmm...” as a blissful smile spread across her face. That was it. The secret. That one little spark that kept Dawn going: seeing Alex happy. With renewed energy, Dawn climbed out of bed to restart her morning routine. Thirty five minutes. She had thirty five minutes before she had to leave for work, and… well… She looked down at her ruined uniform. Sweat stains and shower water permeated her shirt. And her shorts, dear god, her shorts. There was.