"And how are you planning on stopping me, sexy sister?" she asked, laughing, "I am going to enjoy this. Remember how you used to tickle me when we we...e younger?" Before I could reply, she had begun tracing her fingers along the sides of my ribs, up under my arms, under my boobs, watching my reactions with pleasure as she found each new sensitive spot. It was the soles of my feet where she hit the jackpot though. They are so sensitive, a few seconds of being touched there is enough to send. This only fueled my fetish for a women’s soiled panties and it didn’t much matter they were my mom’s. In fact, I found myself more and more excited knowing the dirty silk and cotton had been rubbing against her pussy and ass the entire day. One particular night, I was cleaning up for bed and there was a freshly worn pair of my mom’s athletic panties. I could tell she just peeled them off her body and rolled them down her sexy legs. My cock throbbed as I reached down and retrieved them. My. Walking out the door, Star sees Sarah and comes trotting over. She follows as Sarah walks to the gate and pushes it open. Jane and I look at each other as Sarah jumps up onto her black mare. She grabs some mane and they go galloping off. We both laugh and return to the table, letting Sarah explore her horse and enjoy her self. Sarah’s cell rings and Jane picks it up and recognizes the number as Brenda’s. “Hi Brenda, this is Jane, Sarah’s out taking a quick ride. Hey, why don’t you get over here. "We need your parents' names and addresses, and for you to write a letter to one or both of them telling them how you are, and about the training program you found. Don't get specific, just ask them to answer my questions truthfully. Also a separate letter to your high school, allowing them to release your grade records.We take your word that you were a good student, but we need to follow up just the same."It took an hour or so for Tanya to handwrite the letter and to sign the HS release.