He had a nervous look on his face, and I can honestly say I had never seen such an expression on his granite like countenance before."You and Zin ... ...iss Teazle, are old friends?" I nodded, wondering what this was all about.The Colonel nervously cleared his throat before continuing."My question may be thought impertinent, and I apologise in advance, but did you and she ever, err ... umm ... form a relationship?" Only a working relationship. Here in the Bureau, and before that when I was. The fabric was thin, cotton, cut well above the knee with a big scoop down the back. Strategically placed darts and pleats made for a very pleasing fit.I hadn't really forgotten what a stunning body Janine had, but it had been years since I'd seen it displayed to such full advantage. I'm sure she looked sharp in her professional and personal lives, but since college the times we met back at the old home, she was always in her sloppys. Baggy jeans, roomy sweaters.Here she was, striding with a. I followed her example and began to caress her left leg. We both looked up to see the eyes of the driver checking us both out. Fine. Red finally moved her hands up to my crotch and began to slide my panties down. When they were on the floor I returned the favor. We had similar tastes. My panties had lilacs on them, hers had buttercups. I presumed we had similar needs. My hand went to her pussy and found a welcome wetness. Her hand went to mine and found the same pooling of cum, already. With. The way you couldnt take your eyes of my panties, my little cunny in the ice cream shop. Sara was smart beyond her years, she obviously knew what she wanted. Carla wanted to touch her alright, and then some. Sara removed her hand from Carlas wrist, seeing if Carla would take her hand away. But Carla had no intention of doing so. Saras thigh felt so soft and warm, Carla could feel her pussy starting to tingle. Carla jumped when she felt Saras hand touch her thigh, slowly caressing her. Carla.