. you don't look like that at all, you look beautiful!" Now I do!" Melinda said rather calmly. "After the first time he did that to me, I started to t...ain to get my body in shape. Wouldn't you if they said those things about you?" Probably," Sandra said sadly. "However, you look great now! So, if I was you, I would be proud of my body!" Thanks," Melinda said and sniffed."So! They never touched you?" No, except from a slap on my ass, now and then, they never have touched me sexually." At least. “Too bad we’ve only got your school colors, this would be way better if we had our colors.”“Shit!” Shelly uddered. ‘They’re going to paint us.”“Not yet,” Margaret chimed in. “First, we want some good to come from this. So you two are going to donate your clothes in that donation bin. Everything comes off, right down to your skin.”“I’m not taking off my clothes!” Shelly shouted.“There are more than enough of us here so that won’t be any problem, will it?” Margaret watched as Shelly’s defiant. Yes, yes it is. And just that thought and the sound of my voice makes the arousal of which you were only slightly aware suddenly much more of an aching presence. You feel yourself getting wet. But this is still ****, you argue with yourself, how can that bastard do this to me. But there's another thoughts, forbidden, contradictory, that you still don't feel comfortable letting in: this makes it ok. I don't have control, it's not my fault, no need to feel guilty, I can fuck him, let him do. I enjoyed talking to her as she really beautiful and hot, she is 5.9 in height, brown eyes, straight hairs, dusky skin and a figure of 36c 26 38. In that one week I came to know she had a break up a few months back and now she was single.The other students those were to come said they would come in the evening. And in the morning I became her only student, she decided to join that institute again as what she was earning wasn’t enough at moment, she asked me if I cold come in the evening or at.