New England...!"She was a girl.......I had nothing else to say. I plopped my butt onto the floor infront of her.With a loud blast and a snap of metal...breaking, the top of Grant's Gateblew off. Alan, Junior, the ABCs, and I had stood atop it just theother day. The Secret Service's barrage blasted it off the rest of thegate, and it came crashing into town.The Secret Service was heard cheering from the other side, even thoughthe gate was still too high to surmount. The Parksiders. .I slowly put my hand on her ass and gently pressed it… Oh!! What a feeling it was.. I wanted to press her boobs…But she hugged me tightly, I knew she was sound asleep and continued to press her ass gently..Then I somehow took her face in my hands and touched her pink rosy lips.. They were so soft, I slowly placed a kiss on her lower lip..My penis was itching to get out..But I was afraid, I hugged her and slept.The next morning she behaved normal, it was a sigh of relief for me. There after. ." I tried to mutter something and ask for an explanation."No time for chatting now! If you're good then bring your pants andboring shoes to the table and we can start!" he told me.For the following three hours we went through what would be the nextWinter catalog. They focused on the color palette of the index page thathad to stand out without clashing with the bright pink and blue tintsthat the clothes would have."Just to make sure you understand..." said one of the girls "... thecontrast we. As I approached her knee she shifted again.This time she parted her legs just a bit. Not much, but clearly enough that I was going to get a clear show of her panties again. There was no way she could not know what she had done. Was she testing me? I looked up at her face, trying to see if she was looking at me. She was watching the movie, her eyes about half closed and a very relaxed and content look on her face.Well, this was it. If she was testing me I guess I'm going to fail. I hadn't done.