Instead of stopping, she carried on stroking, down over the sensitive plump flesh of my inner thigh area. Without thinking, I spread my legs a little,...stretching the crotch of my pj shorts against my public mound. They were quite tight, and the little double bulge, separated by my slit, was very prominent.Julie looked at me.“Can I…?” she asked hesitantly.I nodded, and spread my thighs a little more, showing her the way.She put out her hand and stroked the bulge of my mons pubis, pressing gently. Waylon waited for them to unlock and slide open. Compartmentalization the AIs called it. He was familiar with the concept thanks to his Navy training.Waylon walked into the large space and felt a breeze. That was another nice touch of the AI's design. They called this area 'the lock.' About the size of two football fields, it was expansive and easily four stories high with not a single support interrupting the view. His Dodge Charger was here, along with the front end loader. The loader had. Also, as it's nearing the end of the school year my uniform is a bit short. Mum can't afford to get me a new one so I have to put up with it. Over the winter it was fine, but now its too hot for tights. Instead I find myself wearing french knickers, ratehr than my usual g-string as I dont want to lead anyone on.Teacher gives me my books for tonight and I drop my pencil. I bend to pick it up, forgetting that he would get a flash of my huge, round, pert ass. I quickly stand up and move to my. "Deborah had regained her composure. "OK, darling. I'm sure this Alison will look after you. See you when you get back. Hey, did you win?" Yes, Mum, we did, 2-1 and I scored both goals." Well done, darling. I can't wait to hear all about it. Now you'd better let Richard speak to Miss Thompson." OK, Mum. See you later. Here's Miss Thompson." Hello," said a slightly uncertain voice, "Jenny Thompson here." Hello, Miss Thompson," said Richard. "I'm sorry you've been dragged into this but I think.