Why?She removed it and put it in her bag. I put my hand in the skirt. Her leggings were a little wet. Then I tore the crouch part of her leggings.Rach...na: Hey!I pulled my classmate girl toward me and kissed her, interrupting her words. Then I gazed at her hole. It was more like a line. I touched it with my left-hand index finger. It was really soft. She became shy and was about to close her legs. I stopped her from doing so. She didn’t tell anything.Then I used my right hand and try to spread. "You're very brave," mom observed. "There, your hair is done. How do you like it?"I studied it. I looked so different with my hair all piled on my head, a few graceful ringlets trailing around my ears. It made my neck look longer. "Beautiful," I decided honestly, telling myself that it would take some getting used to, and reminding myself I wouldn't have to look at it."You'll need earrings, of course, and I have just the thing, but they'll wait until we get your makeup done. You do it, I'll. Straightening up, Lucia turned to face him. Her face and chest werestill coated with semen, but he hardly noticed as he took in the sightof her beautiful curves. The way her waist curved in, only for her hipsto flare out. And between her legs, a dark, neatly trimmed bush of hairjust above her sex.“I… uh, I brought towel,” he stammered.“Thanks hun, could you shut the door?”“Uh-huh,” he replied, swallowing as he left the room, the bathroom doorclicking behind him.“Robert…” Lucia called from the. I glanced up, looking across the room so that I could see her out of the corner of my eye. Seeing that she was standing side on to me and looking the other way, I relaxed and looked at her more closely.Today she was wearing a short denim skirt that hugged her hips and then flared out to about mid-thigh. Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle decorated the neckline and the edges of the super-short sleeves. Her long black hair was bound at the back of her neck.