“Yes Daddy I know”, she replied, her gaze remained steadfastly on me, “are you going to take them off or would you like me to?”By way of respo...se I gently flipped up the short tartan skirt, covering her midriff whilst exposing a smooth sweep of golden flesh leading seductively down to a tiny triangle of white silk and lace; the last vestige of her modesty. Grasping the side elastics I slowly peeled the silky material towards me, and watched in delight as her frontal lips slowly emerged, barely. The professor comes in and class begins.He notices that she is sitting in the front row, notices her posture and her big black Mary Jane wagging at the end of her long, bare, tightly crossed leg. He notes the slight flush on her face and the way she won’t look up from her papers. To make her look at him, he asks her a question. She squirms noticeably in her seat, re-crossing her legs. As she is answering, he interjects, “I’m sorry, Miss Jones, could you speak up a little,” and she has to answer. I'm sure he will satisfy you tonight." Very suggestive language, thought Sarah."But isn't it illegal for such a young boy to work?" Yes, it is, but the boy needs some pocket money and I can't get anybody else today. So, I hope you'll keep this confidential. No one should know. And you will be doing the boy a favour by helping him to earn some cash." Is it really safe?" Yes, he has worked here for some time now... he won't talk... it's very safe... women have enjoyed him many times and no one. "Ok Boys" she laughed, "Have fun"The walk to Sean's house wasn't far and luckily it wasn't raining. After about 20 minutes of walking and chatting about games and school they arrived at Sean's house. It was safe to say that Sean's parents were definately the wealthiest out of their group of friends. It was by no means a mansion but it was a nicely sized modern house. Knocking on the door they heard Sean's voice from inside."It's open Guys!" They made their way inside. Basically all the guys.