Guess I need to do something about that." I slid the knife under the edge of her pantleg and raising it slightly onto it's tip, I ran it up her leg, c...tting the pants as it went. When it reached the edge of her panties it hung up slightly and made Bunnygirl jump as it popped free. Up to the waistband it went... one side was cut. I switched to the other side and did the same. When the pants were cut on both sides from the leg to the waist, I slowly pealed the front of her pants away. Ooohh, she. As you backtrack, the mountain rises into sheer walls, forming the path you'd taken. You press on, coming to the approximate location of the branch you missed. You poke around, finally coming upon a gap in the rocks that wasn't visible from the direction you initially came in. Looking at the gap, you realize that there must have been a recent collapse that closed off the path. You look for a way around the blockage, trying to find any way to climb around the blockage. Your investigation reveals. She was dressed in his favorite little girl school outfitmicro plaid skirt, white knee socks and little black shoes, a super tight My Little Pony tee shirt that accentuated her tight, tiny little tits. Her hair was done up in perfect pigtails like he liked. He knew she loved to dress this way. She still thought of herself as that little girl who was used as her familys sex toy. She called him daddy whenever they were alone. So, daddy? Howd it go? Good, he said. Shes scared but shes ready. Her. We could get take-out, but I really just wanna look at you and talk to you tonight, no more reading.’ I hugged him, pushed my boobs into his chest, to let him know I’m still his girlfriend. ‘Indian take-out’s gross, let’s get Lebanese. I miss you. I don’t want to go out anywhere, I want to spend all of tonight with you.’ He kissed my cheek, rubbed my lower back, I wasn’t necessarily thinking about him packing up his car the next day. ‘I like your smell, you’re a strawberry.’ He picked me up by.