I arrived at the Queen Street Station just as the first flurry of snow started falling, adding to the excitement of Christmas leave, an excitement tha... would translate itself to an urge between my legs, my white cotton panties already wet with sweat from my exertions of trying to get there on time, and a teenage horniness that was ever present, now my pussy knew a little more about its function in life, peeing is one function, being watched as you pee, is a whole new ball game, and that. Then she thought about what it would be like, those guys not able to take their eyes off her. The courage came slowly creeping back. But... if I leave it like it is... She looked at the sexy sixteen-year-old in the mirror. Yes you can Sandy, yes you can! Sandy turned and walked through the house. At the door to the back-yard, she hesitated, considering again how little she was wearing. Chin up Sandy and oh please god, don't let Mom come home now. She checked one last time to make sure. But I was able to make the cut and talk to her every day.So after her classes, I used to stare at her navel as she wore a saree every day. Had some amazingly shaped tits and an ass that was popping out.But she realized I was staring so she used to cover it. But she openly spoke to me saying that she got married recently it’s been a year and it’s going well with her hubby. He loves her a lot and so does she and all that.Days kept going on and I never missed her class just kept going to stare at. And, if someone were to see you, you could just say you were meeting an old friend rather than a lawyer. I own it with my aunt, in case you were wondering.’ She sat there for a moment, digesting what I had suggested and then had a little half-smile for me. ‘I guess that makes sense, even if it IS a little strange.’ ‘What can I do for you, Mrs. Jondle? Other than the obvious, I mean.’ ‘I want to sue my husband’s girlfriend for stealing my husband, lying, defamation of character and making me.