She walked to the sedan and waited. She expected the guy to open her door for her but instead he just unlocked the driver’s door and unlocked her si...e. She got in with a frown that turned into a smile when she faced him.“No fish on the pizza,” she declared.“You won’t get an argument from me,” Phil agreed. “No onions either.”“Definitely not!” Courtney stated. She was thinking about making out with him later and how nasty onion breath would be. “I like sausage and mushrooms.”“I’m good with that,”. She didn’t have to act much in convincing her mum she still didn’t feel well, her stomach still felt funny and she was preoccupied with the earlier events of the day, which her mother took for her still being ill. She was order to go back to bed and stay there, which she would have happily done if she could. Still not fully concentrating on what her mother way saying she said bye and put down the phone, but as she did that last thing her mother said replayed in her head, she wouldn’t be home. She hooked her fingers under the waistband of the girl's shorts and, without opening the fly, pulled them lower. The upper curls of Cindy's blonde pussy hair appeared as the shorts were dragged down. Valerie ran her tongue through that golden forest."Shall I take your shorts down now?" she asked teasingly."If--if you want to--I guess it's okay," the shy girl said, trying not to reveal her burning desire."Do you want me to?" I guess so." Ask me, then," Valerie demanded, running her tongue,. She preferred to save her insights on Dickens and Browning for her papers, which she always got high marks on. And when class was over, she either went to the library, or back home where she lived with her parents. She went quickly without engaging anyone else in post-class banter. Sometimes some brave boy would gather up the courage to approach her. They'd even asked her out a few times, with some charmingly corny pick-up lines: "Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see. Huh.