I paid for that set right away and she changed clothes and it was like she was a new person, almost. After that she was practically bubbling over with...joy and happiness. I bought her the works, because she needed everything. I bought new blouses, shorts, jeans, skirts, shoes, socks pantyhose, dresses and then we got to the lingerie department.I knew she needed bras and panties and I was a bit worried that she might try to come out and try to model what she bought for me. I wouldn't have minded. Shannon and Clare had moved up against me at the same time."Would you introduce these young ladies to us, Michael?" my Dad asked."Hum ... the red haired ladies are the O'Connell Sisters from County Cork, Ireland," I told them. Shock appeared on both of our Fathers' faces."O'Connell!?" both asked."Yes! Apparently they are distant relatives - very distant relatives," I managed to say."The blond ladies are the O'Toole sisters also from Ireland, but a different part than the O'Connell sisters," Pat. "We approached the table and Elise handed Joe the carving tools. "See," he said as he sliced up the roast. "She even got meat without bones in it." I'm just showin' how successful you are, babe," Elise quipped.The meal was great, the roast tasty, and dessert was home-made pies. We managed to keep the conversation light and friendly.After the meal, Joe and I got out of the way and let the dining room and kitchen be cleared out. When the last door closed and the dishwasher started making washer. But for now, you had classes to attend to.It was during your fourth period History class that your favorite student greeted you with her usual suggestive smile. You sighed in resignation – Elizabeth Smith, considered the sluttiest girl in the whole school, and the only one who was very “pro-active” about seducing you. Today she sported an eye-grabbing attire of a white, form fitting shirt with a large amount of exposed cleavage and a short, pink skirt.“Good morning Mr. Anderson,” she said in a.