My misleading look of innocent purity was completed by the modest plain white bra and panties I was wearing underneath.It was a weekday afternoon, and...I was idling time away after leaving school, doing one of my favourite things – browsing the women’s clothes in our town’s largest department store. I was enjoying looking at the ‘little black dress’ selection, inspecting one or two, and fantasising about having them unzipped and peeled away from my body by someone really sexy – like, say, Ms. Let me have a look, and while I am doing that, would you make me a cup of tea? So, I filled the kettle while Mikey put on her glasses and went into the laundry room to address the boiler. After just a minute, she yelled out: “Dave, I think I found the problem.” She appeared in the doorway, still wearing the raincoat, smiling and holding what looked like a digital timer. “Someone must have thought it would be funny to make sure your boiler failed today,” she announced. “What sort of naughty. I might have to use it for a while," I lied. "That's fine. Bring it back to me when you're done," he told me. "Okay, no problem." I took the laptop and headed upstairs to my room. I locked my door and stripped down to my underwear and bra. Although I had told my dad I would be doing homework, I was really going to be masturbating. I had been watching a movie all morning and the characters had a lot of sex in the movie, so I was very horny and needed to relieve myself. I had just. I wanted him to have something to think of me. Especially since he's all alone with Mariah Young. And I don't trust that Black bitch not to try something. Not that Chris would, but she's such a skank.”“Oh,” Yoshiko said, swallowing, disappointment souring her stomach.“It's not a problem, right?” Lori asked. “I'd do it for you if you found that special girl to make you happy.” She beamed at Yoshiko. “I know you'll find her someday. And she'll make you as happy as Chris makes me.”Yoshiko feared.