” She grinned a little more. “Dinner in five minutes. Open the bottle of white in the fridge and pour us each a glass.” She plated our meals and...each plate looked beautifully appetizing. I carried the wine glasses and wine bottle to the dining table where two places were set waiting for the plates.I seated Morgan. After sitting down, I prayed while holding Morgan’s hand. We ate. Actually, it would be more accurate to say we dined. The food was great and my dinner partner was as gorgeous as. ." Do I make myself clear?" said Tremper, looking first to David, then to Jennifer.The boy dropped his eyes, his voice almost inaudible."... Yes, Uncle Larry."Jennifer had never hated Larry Tremper more than she did at this moment, but she knew better than to cross him and so she nodded in silent acknowledgement."Good, then I wish you a very enjoyable evening David and..." looking from the boy to Jennifer and back to the boy, "happy birthday!"They were silent until Tremper left the. I had seen Jennifer around campus a few times, she hard to miss, at almost 6 feet tall with beautiful blond shoulder length hair. I actually thought she might be a faculty member, as she was closer to mid twenties than her teens. I later learned that she had come back to school after having worked for five years as a model in Paris. She still did some modelling but found the big city life didn’t appeal to her as much as living in the country. She liked the area where she grew up, the lakes. As she walked by me, I stared at the crotch of her panties, and I could see the shadow of her pubic hair through it. I glanced up, and she was smiling at me as I stared at her crotch close- up.Kevin inhaled and announced his answer. Mrs. Gibson stood in front of the class, smiling, reached behind her, arching her back, and unhooked her bra. She teased us by pulling the straps down slowly, her forearm holding up her bra. She lowered her arm, and dropped her bra. Her big white jugs fell out. I.