The windows of thedance studios were steamy with the perspiration of thedancers so it was hard to make out what was going on,but as I stood in the mid...le of the courtyard and lookedup and around I could see fleeting silhouettes of thedancers as they floated past the windows. In my darkbusiness suit, standing in the middle of the courtyard,I felt a little out of place to say the least. Nevertheless, I made my way to what appeared to be theschool office on the ground floor, opened the door. He could feel her panties through her skirt, just above the overhang of her buttocks, and she slightly shifted her weight so that her legs parted slightly and allowed him to cup her cunt in his hand. His middle finger stroked her clitoris through the clothing."You know I'm going to have to fuck you, baby."And removing his hand he gave her rump a firm slap and turned to head for the bedroom. Debbie knew what was expected of her, and she followed unbidden. She knew too that Alicia was in her. I parked the car and walked into the restaurant and the smell of foodmade me realise how hungry I was. I sat in a booth and waited to beserved. The place was fairly busy and the single waitress rushed toserve a couple but at the same time acknowledged me with a smile. Shewas fairly attractive about 18 and dressed in a white tee shirt, ablack skirt that was the shortest I had ever seen and knee length blackboots. The T-shirt was low cut and revealed a cleavage that would havemade Pamela Anderson. Slowly, she pulls the sheets from her body and slides her feet over the edge of the bed to hang slightly before pressing her toes into the soft carpet. She lets out a sigh, feeling foolish for thinking that she wasn’t alone in the room. She can’t recall having a nightmare, but of course like many of her dreams, they are fleeting and usually don’t leave even fragments of what they were about.Her hand reaches up to her breast and she rubs it briefly before dropping it. Her pussy aches to be.