I knew that the group would have your back and I didn’t want to put them in the middle. I just asked Theresa to help you with the bedroom and delive... the letter. How did you like the changes?” she asked delicately.I looked at her and she was obviously on pins and needles about my reaction.“I haven’t seen it,” I told her flatly.That took her by surprise.“Why not?” she blurted in shock.“I promised I wouldn’t look at it until you revealed it,” I said and busied myself in separating a piece of fat. School had been out for about an hour as she ran down to my classroom wearing her new uniform and carrying her flagstaff and gym bag. She made her way into my backroom where I had been idly working on my potions. I stopped what I was doing as she eagerly described the tryouts. She seemed so happy and excited, I just wanted to encourage her. I urged her to re-enact the tryout. She brushed her hair out of her face… she did have a cute face, but hiding behind her hair had long ago resulted in. I grinned as i moved away.I bent over again when i picked up few towels making sure giggle my ass up in the air. We went out, straightened the towels onver the lounge chairs and laid back, still naked finally. We were silent for a long while. Maybe we slept a bit.I looked at her hott body, her boobs moving up and down as she breathed slowly. My eyes slided down her stomach, her perfect navel and lower to her curved mound. She shaved downthere too. Her legs were nicely shaped. She defenitivelly. The reasonthat many with such emotions "remain in the locker" even if they dorealize their tendencies, is of course that they don't want the "evil eye"from the rest of the world, since they grow up like that they have goodtraining in keeping the "locker door" tightly closed. I on the other handam as high up in social esteem as I care to be, I am the majoritystakeholder in my firm and its self evident manager, my company is wellconnected with its market, I am not experienced with simulating.