It was Sally saying that she had left an important file of notes at home that she needed for a meeting that afternoon. She said she would quickly drop...in at lunchtime to pick them up. Light-heartly I said 'so you are calling home for a quickie then?' To my complete surprise she answered 'I could do, but you'll have to clean me up after 'cause I'm not going back to work for a meeting with a dirty smelly pussy!'I was a little taken aback by what Sally had said and was surprised that she. ” Her pussy smiled.“Absolutely not!” Stephanie shrieked as she continued to pull the panties around her waist.“Oh come on, it’s a little stuffy down here and I can have a little more fun with you unrestricted. I promised I’ll be discrete.” Her pussy said in a sultry voice.Stephanie sighed as she slid the panties back off. She went through her clothes and picked out some jeans and a pink, hello kitty tee-shirt.“No jeans either honey. Without panties I’ll chafe down here.” Her pussy. "this isn't the time to joke around!" I yelled... Olive stood up, "he's black, he has brown hair, and he's slender! Plus he's in this school for raping two girls! It's got to be him!" she defended herself. -Wait... Crap... He asked everything about the rapist body... But he never asked about his face... He knew he had a mask... And... It's gotta be him!- I thought. I got up and gasp! "it's him! But before we try to prove it! We have to think of a plan," I said. She held my hand. "I got. Focus on something else. I looked around the kitchen frantically for a diversion."Wait. I had a condition," I stalled.She grinned at me, confident, too confident. I had to change our positions, somehow. Re-establish the smugness I had felt earlier, sort of."You're going to blindfold me?" she suggested sexily.She batted her eyes. Fuck! She knew me too well. But it did give me an idea. Just maybe...In answer, I reached up and loosened the black silk rope holding her robe closed. I pulled it free.