The petite girl was writhing around on top of the other, in a humorous fashion that only she could have executed, without fear of a sharp telling off....As she moved, they both giggled, clearly having a laugh as they looked forward to returning home after a long day. I couldn’t help but notice a slight slip every so often, granting me a brief view of a pair of beautiful pink knickers, as well as a flash of bra from the smaller girl, who’s breasts never failed to amaze me. Clearly still joking,. It was a narrow and dark place.She turned on the mezzanine's dim light.She was looking for the products at the shelves.Meanwhile, I was watching her sexy legs behind her.She and me were alone.And, her sexy legs were so close to me.She was not aware that I was watching her legs behind her.I began playing with my penis in my pants with my hands.My hands were in my pants's pockets.She turned and asked me something.She was asking about model and type and somethings.I didn't care what she was. In front of several of her friends, she had rejected John then ridiculed him, asking him just who he thought he was to even think about asking to go out with her. The entire affair had been ugly. John Berman had run from the group of haughty teenage girls, a crushed individual.Now the tables were about to turn. John grinned his usual goofy, sheepish grin as he approached Sandy and her Coach."How would you like her, son," Sandy's Principal asked John Berman."I... I dunno," the young man. "Why not work on your cars ALL the time. We don't really need 2 incomes, and you love working on your cars, so why not do what you REALLY love. Besides, I enjoy having them to drive before you sell them. I only keep the Volvo to drive when I don't have one of YOURS. I may even steal the Pontiac when you get it finished. That is going to be "BOSS" as we used to say." Her last remark made them all laugh. This was why she was so popular. She not only had a fantastic pussy, which she STILL loved to.