A couple of things, though: 1) you are not obligated to me - I just helped a damsel in distress, and 2) I'm almost 3X your age!" She simple said, "So ...hat?" She then leaned forward even more, causing her tits to spill from her white, unbuttoned frock. Now, I had soft, warm lips on mine - her tongue in my mouth - and teenaged tits waving at me.Since she was a bit tipsy, I didn't want to take advantage. To delay things a bit, I said, "How about a shower?" Since she'd already had one a few moments. Under the khakis, Amelia told me I had to wear pink lace panties. She had purchased them at Boulevard just for me.I had to strip in front of her to put them on but, by that point, I didn’t have much to hide from her. I bent over to pull my pants back up when she stopped me.“Wait. Stand up straight,” she barked.Taking a couple of steps toward me, she bent over and inspected the panties. She put two fingers in the waist band and tugged on it. Then she stuck the same two fingers in the leg hole. “Panties off,” was all that Roger had to say this time.She wiggled and skimmed the panties down her hips and over her shoes and was ready as they drew up next to the truck.The truck driver was smiling a huge shit eating grin as they drew up and he saw Kristin now siting naked in the car. He gave them a blast on the air horn, as Roger pulled off the road onto a local highway. As soon as he exited from the road he pulled off into a little used side park.The truck was right behind them, as he. Craig was such a kinky old lady? I mean, some of those rules? I mean, Ii get that she’s in charge; she really has to be, she has the most to lose. But seriously? She must really need some of your tongue. It’s like all designed to get you and the rest of us horny and naked in her apartment!”.After the gym shower had finally finished, Cyndi and Niki had made their way to their required lunchtime meeting with Ms. Craig. The other girls from yesterday were all there, and it was clear from the get.