Mansi was still bringing my lunch daily afternoon…but she had becomeless talkative. She would watch me silently while I ate my lunch…hereyes conti...uously boring into me when I was not looking at her.Whenever, I caught her eyes, she simply turned it away. There wassomething in her look, which appeared so familiar yet I could notguess it.However, her changed behavior had a positive side to it as shebecome more caring about my every need. She began staying late inthe afternoon as if expecting some. Taking a deep breath she turned the knob and walked in.The office was large, massive panes of glass on two sides providing a spectacular view of the city. Ginger Lymon sat behind an opulent glass topped desk. Marsha was immediately overwhelmed by the appearance of the fashion designer. The woman was tall, at least a head taller than Marsha with long flowing rich auburn hair. Her face was a bit angular and more handsome than pretty. Her body was lean but curvaceous where it needed to be, full. You're such a slut! The Stick chided me. She's ambidextrous, not ambi-sex-trous."You're on probation for the next week, Miss Roberts. I know you didn't mean any harm, but practical jokes easily get out of hand. Next time, say 'no.' I'm sorry I have to send a note to your parents, but this won't go on your permanent record. If they have any questions I'll be happy to meet with them," Mrs. Devers assured her. "Stay out of trouble and we'll forget the whole thing."Kayleigh didn't look happy, and I. DJ held her breath when she followed her down to her crotch. She let out a perceptible gasp when Kimmy stuck her tongue out and began licking along her pink pussylips.Kimmy was mesmerized at the sight of DJ's pussylips. She thought that she could actually see them flutter in excitement.Not being able to control herself, DJ placed her hands on top of the skinny girls head and pushed her harder between her now spread open legs. Feeling anything on her pussy like that was the most exciting thing.