..Until I felt like I was being watched... I turned around...“Hi Tommy,” There stood Mrs Holden, a vision in a white Tennis dress and Tee Shirt.I...stant red face, gulp, “Hi Mrs Holden.”“Call me Coral.”Gulp, “Okay... Coral.”“Tommy I need your help” I nodded and she started around to he side gate. I stumbled along behind her. When we arrived in her back yard I noticed she had a 12' extension ladder laying on the ground.“I was bouncing a tennis ball with my racket and it bounced to high landing on. She went into her closet and put on a tan, orange-striped dress that would compliment her legs. Her dress wasn’t long, nor short, but it stretched just above the knees to make her feel sexy. She then took out a tan knitted sweater and put it on, so she could stay warm when she left her place. The clothes fit her lovely, she was ready to go, but she need to do a few more things. She put on her make up and lipstick that would make her appearance shine, and last she sprayed on cologne; a sweet. At the same time her daughter cried from her room. She said me to leave and I apologized once again and left her house. Couple of days passed and I thought it was close of our chapter. But suddenly one fine morning I got a phone call from her. Priti said “Ravi I am sorry to behave in the manner the other day”. “Why don’t’ you give more lessons in dancing”. I said I would be delighted to do so, so she asked me to come in the afternoon. I waited eagerly to afternoon to arrive, told my parents. On that particular night, she was wearing a tight-fitting white t-shirt and a really short jean-skirt. It was pretty obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra since her nipples were practically piercing her shirt.Kelsie was a little less gifted in the breast department. She had quite a nice chest at 36c I wasn’t complaining. Her brown hair was about shoulder length. She was the smart one in the group. She flirted with me the most. None of use had any issues discussing sexual topics. If there was.