Bridget turned her cart and headed in a different direction. As she did so, she got the tiniest of smiles on her face. It didn’t matter if the atten...ion was from a man or a woman, Bridget admitted to herself that it did feel good, and maybe it was even a little better if it was a woman. She headed to the check out with a little extra wiggle in her step that she didn’t even realize was there. It was a good traffic night so Don got home only half an hour after Bridget. Even though dinner wasn’t. Eventually I was just topless and the boys just had their hands all over me. Not just over my tits either, they were rubbing my back and shoulders, along my arms, all over my body.This pack of schoolboys was oohing and aahing as they got to run their hands all over me, their coins in a pile at my feet, forgotten, as the whole scene took on an unreal, almost out of body experience.I could almost look down on myself with the boys all crowded around, hands everywhere. It was only then that I. As I took off my clothes he said he'll put them in the closet for safe keeping. I was going to pull the bottoms up when he asked if I was going to keep my underwear on. I asked if I should, he said get comfortable since I was used to having nothing on. I said ok and pulled them off and handed them to him. Standing completely naked in front of him, he said you look in good shape compared to Scott's other friends. Standing straight up, I said thanks. Mr. Roberts said maybe we can make. Bitch Mr Halston, stand by the door , she hissed at our teacher. He was white as a ghost and trembled quickly through getting dressed, shooting scared looks at us and her. Images of divorce papers, termination notices and a long prison sentence dancing in his head no doubt. I decided to play up a long lost skill I developed on my good for nothing father that always worked. I opened my eyes wide and trembled my lip deliberately, my best wounded Bambi look that always melted adults into being.