..I knew my Daddy was watching me from the bushes enjoying my humiliation of exposing myself like this. I heard footsteps but kept walking and around ...he next corner of the path a man appeared walking his dog.....he saw me fully erect and exposed dressed as a Sissy Schoolgirl with uniform and pigtails in my blonde wig....walking towards him holding my short pleated skirt up .... he stopped and looked around then satisfied there was no-one about he slid a hand inside his trousers and fondled his. .. because I want you too!"He didn't need any further encouragement it seemed, as his mouth found hers again and he kissed her hungrily.His arms went around her waist and he pulled her hard against him, letting her feel just how much he wanted her.Miranda's mouth went slack for a moment, but then he felt her smile again, against his mouth as she moved against him suddenly.Marcus' hands cupped her bottom encouraging her to rub and to move, against his sensitive groin – it felt so incredible!But. As we entered the terminal from the U.S. Airways flight we'd taken, we saw a tall, thin, elderly gentleman wearing a black suit and chauffeur's cap. He was not holding a sign over his head with McKesson on it in big letters, or anything else, but Dad walked right up to him and hugged him like he knew him. No he was not black. He did not resemble Morgan Freeman, He was a red head for one thing.When Dad was done with the big-time hug, he turned to face us and announced with obvious pleasure. That would be next after spring break.”“You’re planning things way ahead this semester,” Sarah Lynn said.“I didn’t have any idea what I was doing last semester and only managed to come up with ideas and inspirations as we covered them in class. This is a harder semester. The Wednesday class is a discussion group, not even in the lecture hall. And the material overlaps. I was going to start with something from Shakespeare and then do the blondes for a Rubens Baroque painting come to life. But.