She looked at her partially completed practice test, and was worried. She could almost follow the logic of the five questions she had done the night b...fore, but she didn’t even know where to start on the fifteen she hadn’t started. Not good.She looked at the clock. It was 10 o’clock. If she was serious about keeping her mind, she would need to focus and finish. No distractions like yesterday. She’d probably also need to find someone to study with tomorrow, since there was no way to be sure. Sandra had just left her office and was still wearing her usual outfit of a short plaid skirt, a long-sleeve button down blouse, and high heels. It was a very simple outfit, but it looked very attractive on her. Her long honey-blonde hair d****d loosely over her shoulders accentuating the latin bronze of her skin. After looking at her car quickly, Sandra turned to see the other driver. She was an older woman, dressed very nicely, and she was walking towards Sandra looking very angry. Sandra. The purpose of this trip was principally to be apprised of the results of the DC's investigation of the assassination attempt on my life but also recreation on the beach for the ladies.My flight instructor flew the right seat as pilot in command and I was quite elated when she suggested that I climb into the left seat and serve as her copilot. The sky was clear, the air smooth and the scenery breathtaking as we flew south skirting the coast for the entire trip. The other planes had landed ahead. We both have big nips for our age, but I'm starting to grow hair. I only have a little on my legs, and I shave that right off. Some has sprouted on my pussy, and I haven't decided if I'm gonna shave that or not, and some is growing under my arms. I'm not shaving there because when I get all sweaty, I like how I smell.Anyway ... chocolate. Gina's addicted, and mom decided when school started that she's not allowed to have any anymore because she's eating too much. That's been a little tough on.