Please leave these grounds within the next thirty minutes and make no effort to speak to anyone. Mr Hodge the gardener will now escort you to your roo... where you shall pack and then drive you to the airport.’ ‘Everything is already packed.’ ‘Oh Sophie, you are the brightest teacher ever to come my way.’ ‘Thank you. Oh my next class is in twenty minutes. Could you…?’ ‘It’s all taken care of dear. Just modify your behaviour a little and you’ll find your special niche in society.’ * * * David. Part of me wanted him to tear them from my body, but my practical side obeyed him in order to preserve a perfectly good set of panties. I reached up under my dress and shimmied them down my legs, past my knees, then let them drop to my feet under the table. I could feel Levi carefully removing them from my high heels. I felt so exposed going commando in public, but it was extremely exhilarating. I already felt very bad knowing Levi was unseen between my legs, able to look directly at my juicy. After a few nights of chilling out and getting to know everyone, I am sitting at the computer playing a game on Facebook. I can vaguely hear Harry and Jess upstairs doing what couples do when they get the time, so put I my headphones on and play some music, although this did nothing to stem the slow elation rising in my trousers due to the moaning I can hear. After what seems forever, Harry eventually walks into the room downstairs, in his jeans and socks not wearing any top. In jest I ask him,. Specifically, I was keeping an eye out for attractive women, though that hadn't really been my specific intention when I'd sat there. Still, it was hard to ignore nice scenery... not that I was trying. Just then, I heard a crashing sound from a short distance away and nearly jumped before I saw that it was just an old woman who'd dropped a bag of groceries. A few cans were rolling around on the ground, just beside the hole in the bag. "Drat," the woman cursed in frustration, beginning to bend.