I walked behind her, watching her nice swaying of her hips inside her tight skirt uniform. The girl was younger than me; a slim cute brunette; nice lo...g legs, round hips, Latin type…She led me to the side, to a closed door with label “staff”…She fished a key out of her pocket and unlocked it. The young beauty smiled at me and put a finger to her lips, indicating I needed to keep the secret about this.I smiled back and slowly squeezed past her, while my hand brushed across her tiny breast as if. A recent fashion show staged by Still Waters on the popular "After Oprah' TV program presented women's daytime wear that appears to be normal clothing, but is simply coloring on bare skin. Still Waters' executives, Anne Stilwell, company president, Heather Huxley, originator of the concept, and Iris Schmidt, designer of the current line, all dressed fashionably, if virtually, in the company's products. The show presented a summer line that includes Breastworks, a product that adorns the. You understand?"She nodded. She let me push her ass in front of me and walked into the shack. I turned her around and started to untie her shirt. It opened revealing two exquisitely round, small globes with small pink nipples. I dragged a finger tip across her left nipple and she jumped like she'd been given an electrical shock. She smiled tightly. I bent down and gently kissed her lips, she tried to turn away, but I used one hand to hold her head, the other rubbed and squeezed her backside. . They probably could have seen me if they really looked. We were in the empty garage of Ellie’s house. You see, Ellie and Ramona had been friends and part of the same social clique throughout all of high school. I had been wanting to get into that clique ever since tenth grade, and had finally, the past year given up and accepted my status as a nobody. You see, I had always had a huge crush on Ellie, and she kind of led me on for a while, before eventually letting me down, snotty bitch that.