When he responded that he was she asked him to drop by her room. It was a second or two later that she heard a gentle tapping on her door before her b...other entered her room.Once inside his sister's room, Karl saw his pretty sister dressed in a schoolgirl uniform stretched out on her bed.Her makeup made her appear younger than she was and her dress made her a living embodiment of his beloved Anime drawings."Is there something you want?" she asked in a soft oriental accent as she ran her hands. Simmonds leaned forwards a little, to try to understand her rasp. ?I am not very good at sucking cock. I am shit at fucking. I can’t even push my tits together very well to make a good tit cunt. And?.and?.I still can’t take a cock in my ass very well. I know all of that now, thanks to Mr Fleming.? She began to cry. Her husband marveled at the excruciating pain she must be in, his eyes dancing excitedly over the tortured gashes burned into her once beautiful body, Monica composed herself enough. The ground floor offices that we used the back office was full of old files and junk and seeing that we had a bookkeeper starting part time we had to clear it out. So in the afternoon we started going through the boxes of paperwork and placing stuff in piles we was working fairly close together and once or twice we bumped into each other not on purpose to start with I couldn’t help my self every chance I got I rubbed her arse “I said oh I’m sorry” “Elsa said what for” “ I keep bumping into you”. She knocks on them and tries the handle to find it's locked and no one responds. She is alone, finally!Looking around and listening, no one questions her. Seeing and hearing nothing, she feels excitement and rebellious. She slips her heels off, then unbuttons her blouse and takes that off. She leaves her blouse on her heels a few yards from the janitor's office. She walks further down the hall then slips off her nice skirt and sets it on a door handle. Down to her favorite pair of purple.