. and directed her halting steps to a chair. A sturdy chair. We made it.“Alice?”Alice had been watching. She was on the spot with a cold, damp tow...l and a glass of tepid water.“Hi ... I’m Alice,” Alice said. “I’m Abbie’s sister.” She noticed ‘that’ look. “I grew up with Abby ... she’s the only sister I’ve got.“Take it slow with the water ... little sips. Abby? Brandy?”I fetched. Daddy keeps a bottle of Richard Hennessy for occasions. I figured this was one. A splash in a snifter. Mrs Morris had. "Yeah." Did you ever cornhole a girl?" she said."Nope." Interested?"He snickered and looked down. "Sure."Millie wantonly squeezed her tits and pointed her nipples at the boy's face. "Maybe I'll let you some time."Her tits tingled as she teased the boy. She rubbed herself against his arm and nibbled his earlobe. She took his hand and forced it between her legs and in a moment he was caressing her cunt."You like fucking me, don't you?" she said.He nodded and rubbed his fingers around her. One of them was known as Sister Mathematical (SM), and the other one was known as Sister Logical (SL).It is getting dark and they are still far away from the convent.SM: Have you noticed that a man has been following us for the past thirty-eight and a half minutes? I wonder what he wants.SL: It's logical. He wants to rape us.SM: Oh, no! At this rate he will reach us in 15 minutes at the most! What can we do?SL: The only logical thing to do of course is to walk faster...SM: It's not working.SL:. . She’s a fuller figured lady, not fat – but not slim, with a great chest (barely hidden beneath a low-cut cami-top), with a round face, an open-mouthed smile, big blue eyes, and neatly styled brunette hair, pulled back from her face and tied behind her head – a loose fringe left hanging down over one eye.She manages to force words from her wide smile, almost gushing as she introduces herself, “Hello ... I’m Vanessa Moore ... And you’re not!” She laughs a little, leaning forward to show off her.