Miss Grey finally broke the silence saying, in a icy tone, "I haven't got all night Heather, the uniform please."Fighting back the tears Heather began...to slowly remove her jacket not really believing that this was happening to her. She remembered to take her keys out of the jacket pocket as she placed it on Miss Grey's desk. She then undid the belt on her skirt before reaching behind her to unbutton and then unzip her skirt.She paused her and looked a Miss Grey, but the shop owner was busy, or. Across the road from my stop was a pub so one time I had just missed the bus and decided to have myself a drink and in I walked only to be meet by a crowd of cross dressers and gays wow was I happy, I ordered my drink and sat at the bar no one talked to me so three beers later off I went to catch my bus.This happened a few times over the week I would sit at the bar and have my drink but this time an old man asked me to join him at the other end of the bar, I obliged him and joint him there he. The minister who had ears that seemed to overhear every comment no matter how softly spoken or how distant immediately advised them that his niece who was visiting from Las Vegas had done some babysitting chores for his neighbors and she would most certainly be interested in making some extra money to shop at the mall.He told them that his "Angela" was one month past her eighteenth birthday and that she was a young girl of excellent common sense and willingness to follow orders no matter how. " "Judy and I are always here for you, sweetheart, just like when you were little." "Yeah," she smiled. "I can always count on you guys. And you know something else?" "What?" "Daddy has a lot of friends," she purred, climbing onto my lap and rubbing my shoulders, "but I always thought you were the sexiest friend he had. Will you hold me for a bit?" "Casey, you know this isn't right," I said, trying to mentally fight off what was happening. "Says who? I'm eighteen, and you may be saying.