“But those…” I wanted to object, knowing that they should be kept as a memento to her college days, but a finger on my lips silenced me. “I de...igned those for you to wear them. Only for you. Don’t reject them.” So I carefully set them aside on the table and removed the layer of paper underneath. There I found a matching mini skirt and g-string. The skirt was made from some shiny synthetic material. Holding it in front of my hips, I noticed that it really deserved the name ‘mini’ - once worn, it. "Sweetie, it's all good." He heard the heat in her voice and knew he would lose his mind if he didn't get a taste of her soon. "I'm safe, I promise; and you don't seem to be the type to cat about. Come to me, honey."She'd continued lightly stroking herself as she spoke. He took one last look in the drawer before giving up his quest. He wanted to be responsible, he really did, but Elaina was a siren, and her body was singing to him. He finally gave up and slammed the drawer shut. When he turned. Finals came and I scored higher than expected and when the semester ended I headed home for the holidays. On Christmas Eve we had the traditional family party. My older sister Carol, the Grayson graduate, was at the party. She was a great older sister, always laughing and kidding, and a bit of an exhibitionist. She had a terrific figure with big breasts that she always used to tease me. More than anyone else she had pushed me to go to Grayson. She kept telling me that if any college could get. Gotta see my gurllll. Rachel gritted her teeth and began to type to her friend. Heyyy. Sry. Slept late and then shower. Sounds like your full of energy. Good night? ,) -Heyyyyy! Abt time! Yeah. Um great time hehe. Gotta tell you more! What r u doing later? Not sure. Don’t think I have plans. Um random question but whats Brad’s #? There was a pause as Rebecca didn’t respond right away. Rachel felt her stomach twist in knots as she awaited an answer. Had she tipped her off? Why was she.