But I cant fail a class. Then I cant get one of dos grant things. Really Brianna? You want to go to college? You havent cracked your history book once...I bet. Why waste time at college, you can go model or something. No, I gotta go to school, I want a basketball player husband from the Rockets. They wont take any stupid girls. So you are going to start studying now? It wont be easy to catch up. But if you try hard and show a lot of improvement I will go easy on you. I hoped maybe she decided. The garments were beautiful, satin, coveralls just below knees, not fitted, scoop necked, like Togas Adeba giggled, with adjustment cords and elastic so even though mum and daughter were different height and sizes, once on and fitted, they looked splendid. Adeba’s was light blue, Bisrat’s was a black gown. She pondered who had advised Everard about them.Having unselfconsciously undressed, then donned the gowns while the massive man lounged with a glass of wine, ogling them, the girls were led. She had been right, the place was nearly deserted, only a few cars. I got out and walked around the car and opened her door. She looked around, took a deep breath and swung her leg out. Her skirt pulled up a little, but that was enough to allow me another tantalizing look between her legs.“You’re going to have to be careful or you are going to give some lucky guy a treat.”She looked at me innocently, sitting halfway in the car, her legs slightly spread, “Is that bad?”“I don’t exactly know what. “Where could your sister be working that she would be embarrassed?” Pam asked. The Japanese—well, half-Japanese, though you couldn’t tell—girl gave me a curious look. She was slim and petite, though her round breasts filled out her blouse nicely. And that skirt looked sexy on her frame, exposing a few inches of her dusky-olive thighs.“I don’t know,” Clint said as we reached Pam’s car. Clint clenched his fists tight. His teeth ground. He really was furious at her deception.And he had every right.