She come out in some granny hi heels and a granny slip. She swings her ass and parades around clopping and feeling her own tits. She stops and slowly ...aises her slip up to her pussy. There are my keys sticking out of her pussy. I start clapping and smiling. She runs off again. Next she comes out in coveralls. She begins to dance and starts peeling the coveralls off her shoulders, all sexy like. She turns around and unbuttons the poop flap in the back, shaking her cute bare ass all the while. I. “She has had several affairs, and you have not?” he asked. “Yes,” I admitted. “Have you ever considered having an affair?” he asked. “I have thought of it many times, but never acted upon it. I’m not very forceful or brave, and have never had the courage to try,” I said. I was shocked when I felt his hand on my knee. I froze and did not move. He continued to talk as if nothing was happening, but his hand began traveling up my knee toward my crotch. I had never entertained having contact with a. . 50 of the damn things.'Wendy, don't interrupt.'Will if I want.'Wendy!'Oh tell your damn story ... get it right. I'll be listening.'For the next few centuries ... Wendy Wanzor Austin, quit grumbling.'Nothing quite like the full name to know when to shut up!'Well, do it then ... shut up.'Yes, oh mighty master.'W -e -n -d -y?Laughter.Too much chatter from the peanut gallery, girl.'Girl? GIRL? I'll have you know I'm over five thousand years old ... girl my ass.'You might be five grand but I. Below this she wore a rather severe brown tweed skirt, stockings and plain brown shoes. Miss Betty was not an unpopular teacher, for although quite strict she also had a sense of humour, but now there was no sign of amusement in her expression.‘Olga!!’, demanded the teacher, ‘what is going on here?’ There was no answer to that rhetorical question – it was obvious what had been taking place, and Olga certainly wasn’t going to name it out loud. After a moment, Miss Betty gave both girls their.