She was a brain, no other way to putit. She excelled in math and science-she was taking chemistry and precalculus as a sophomore, she would take phys...cs and calculus I as a juniorand then special college level courses as a senior. Her goal was adoctorate in physics some day, do some serious research and then a fullprofessorship at a major university. She was also just as attractive as theother three girls though. In fact, she made some of her classmates andpeers nervious-many of them were. “Mom! Dad! You just want to see how much you can embarrass me!” Missy said. “Well, it worked! Good night!”She huffed out of the room, partially kidding but all the way turned on. As Joanie closed the door to the study for some serious one-on-one time with her husband, Missy made her way up to her room. She locked the door and powered up her laptop. She tapped in her double protection password that even her parents couldn’t crack.She quickly moved over to her favorite site Met-Art, where. We quickly made ourselves decent as he bought himself a drink and sat smack bang opposite us. His eyes seemed immediately drawn to Mrs O's legs whose skirt was still partially hitched up and showing her stocking tops. She quickly rearranged herself and looked at me giggling like a schoolgirl. This seemed to have grabbed the guys attention and Mrs O being Mrs O opened her knees giving him a good view of her crotch. The guy pretended not to look but it was obvious he stealing a glance every. Faith sat up, as Bill walked over to the end table and, smiling playfully, tossed the cordless phone to her. ‘Thank you, Mr. Moody,’ she scolded as he turned away. He gave her a sidelong glance, and she stuck out her tongue. Faith watched him walk to the stairs. His back was nicely muscled and the contour undulated with the sway of his arms. The firm buttocks alternated clenches with each stride. There was a slight roll above the hips where age was settling in. ‘He’s human after all,’ she.