" She seemed to enjoy watching me try to clean a speck of cum from my face. "Now stand here in front of me and spread your legs. I want a good look at...your pussy."She let her finger wander through the little patch of hair above my pussy. Then she let her hand trail down to the bare skin under the little clump marking my private area. I reacted when her fingers touched my pussy lips and I tried to move away."Oh, you've done so good up till now. Don't screw up on the last little thing. All you. She smiled and watched as Stacey broke into her impression of Miss Hickman, the Deputy Head Mistress and her History Mistress.“And I warn you right now girls” She paused and flicked her long hair dramatically before continuing.“If you under-perform in your mock exam by more than one full grade, then I’ll have to tell Ms. Lindsay.” Stacey gestured with her hands for the twins to complete the well-used statement.“And she’ll put you over her knee and smack your bottom with her clothes brush!” The. She gave me a pedicurefirst, shaping my toenails, tending to the cuticles and finally paintingthe nails in a deep red. She said that men love to see red nails.Since I had little experience with men, I decided to trust her expertopinion.After finishing my toes and feet, she went to work on my hands. Shedecided to do my nails but explain to me how she was doing it. She saidI would have to learn through trial and error on how to do my nails butthat we did not have the time to do that today. . There was likely to be bloodshed, if that was the case. My guess was that I had a 50/50 chance, that it wouldn't be my blood.I opened the door quietly just in case he hadn't heard me coming, which was very unlikely. The man was in jeans and a desert camo tee shirt. He didn't appear to be armed at all."Sylvia Porter I presume," he said."Yes, are you the Benny the burglar?" I asked."It's as good a name as any," he said. Probably Bob the Briefer would be better though. I bear a message from the.