I noticed right off that she was doing it differently than I had. "Betsy Lou, you've got to level the spoonfuls off or it isn't going to work." I know...my way around the kitchen, Mark. This will work out just fine."I decided not to point out that we weren't in her kitchen.She figured it out for herself a couple of minutes later. The mixture in her test tube turned an awful muddy gray color and it was bubbling a bit, putting off a god awful smell.Mr. Hendrix looked like he'd been waiting for this. I slowly removed them and i found she did not knot them tight. It was so easy to un tie the petticoat. I pulled the saree and petticoar from below her thighs. It rubbed her butt and she made a move now after two hours of me looking at her nake body. She turned to her right side and slept again placing her right hand below her head. This made me easy path to pull her complete dress off her. She was nude.Stark naked infront of me at 2pm in the sunlight at an abondaned building near beach. I. Phil looked out the window at the bright sunshine and then flicked his eyes upward to the overhead light, which was on. Then he brought his lips down to meet Molly’s. Both of their mouths tasted like cheese but neither appeared to mind. Molly’s hips worked in circular motions as she wound her fingers through his hair.“We should probably go upstairs since it’s so cold out there,” Phil suggested when their lips parted. “You know, heat rises and all.”“That’s not all that’s risen,” Molly told him.. As usual, it fairly much kept itself in check till I got home. I paced back and forth in our living room. It was worse than it usually is, much worse. It smouldered and pounded and hurt in my stomach. I couldn’t keep my hands still. They constantly fisted and opened and I remembered. I began to remember. Things he had said. Things I had said. ‘I don’t have a particularly good memory,’ I had said. ‘No,’ he had said with a grimace and thereby mockingly agreed. When I’m having a down time I try to.