We wipe our feet and I take him upstairs to my pink and white room.A princess' tiara sits on the head board of my bed. He picks it up and puts it on m... head. My tight school shirt and tie. Tartan skirt and tights hardly matches the tiara. But he tells me that hes not flirting, hes just being honest and that I am the most beautiful girl in the world. That he knows he has no chance with me but that I should know. I ask him to repeat it. He says, I'm the most beautiful girl in the world. I smirk. . stand up and turn around for me." I stood up and posed, looking back over my shoulder at her. "Now bend over a little... , hmm. Yeah, that's not bad, those shorts could be a little tighter, but I think you'd do. Still, I don't think the team would be happy with me helping out the competition." Don't you want to check my teeth?" I asked."Never on the first date," she said with a grin. "Maybe next time, but you have to ask me real nice."We all had a good laugh and I decided that while we were. Well who would want me she said. I would love to have you and she put her hand on his leg. We both came through a long sexual drought he said and it is time to end it. The conversation took a sexual nature when she said to him when is a woman very sexy for you. He said when she wears a short skirt with a high cut see through lace panty with a top without a bra. If she likes to bend forward so I can see her ass and stroke her pussy. How about you he asked. I like a guy to wear a short loose. With that affirmation still fresh in her mind, Amy felt her foot tuck behind her head with unexpected ease. Amy's hamstring burned up into her buttock, distracting her from the realization that her other leg now being pressed higher. Panting rapidly in small breaths, she watched her second leg struggle to learn its proper duty. Inch by inch it stretched higher until she could no longer see her foot. It felt close to where it should go, but she couldn't tell exactly. Was it nearly there? Every.