She said it had really turned her on knowing that i had been taking all her tights. She started to rub my cock through the tights with her fingers. We...rubbed our legs together then i told her to kick her heels off so i could see her nylon covered feet then i rubbed my feet against hers. i then moved down to her feet and started to lick them and suck her toes and she said she loved how that felt and not to stop. I done this with both her feet for a few more minutes then i licked up her legs with. " For what?" Playing tennis but I was Virginia Wade and Trish was Billy Jean Kingand I was beating the pants off her and..." No you wasn't, I had just sliced one past you..." QUIET!"Both girls became statues again. I looked at Tracy and she had a slightgrin on her face and I was finding it hard not to laugh."You know the rules, no ball games inside. It's a nice day out there sogo in the garden and woe betide anyone who breaks a window now go, notyou Tracy, I want a word."All the statues unfroze. But if you don't want everyone to think you're a couple you should probably stop holding hands." Her hand felt so perfect in mine that I almost forgot we had our fingers laced between each others. I took my hand from hers and giggled, and again I noticed a blush crawl over her cheeks. We didn't do anything too interesting that night, we danced, made fun of some of the popular kids that were completely wasted, but we had fun and probably had a bit too much of the spiked punch that was abundant. Just past four thirty, I heard the elevator doors hiss open and there she was – stunning as ever. She walked in my direction paying little attention to her surroundings. She seemed to be fiddling with her cell phone (another one of her habits). Whether she was driving, working out at the gym, or outside on a smoke break, she would always be talking on the phone or texting away some note. I knew that there was no cell signal in the enclosed garage. I figured she must have been reviewing old.