So you'll do my work and get me the answers to that damn test, and I'll bend over and let you fuck me ragged. You can enjoy something besides your han... for once in your life, and I can use the free time to find me some real dick. Now get to work!" she demanded, pointing at a sheaf of papers. Despite her bitchy attitude, I was tempted. Just the phrase "fuck me ragged" had my dick at attention. Also she was jiggling her tits under the tank top. Her nipples were tenting the frabric, brazenly. To me, they seemed not more than 19-20 years old. “You are too young to be a handyman, I think”, Yamini said while walking me to the room that needed the paint-job. “Hahaha, actually my dad runs the business and I’m just helping him out.I am an engineer and I start work with an MNC soon”, I responded. I think the girls were much more comfortable thinking it was a decent good looking boy who showed up at their door and not some creepy older man. They offered me coffee and we chatted for a couple. She left the room and I heard the shower running. A while later, the bathroom door opened and I could hear her moving about. She called me finally, the first time she had spoken since she had slapped me. “I’ve made us drinks, in the kitchen”I pulled my jeans on, and when I entered the kitchen she was sitting at the table, still naked, with two glasses of lemonade on the table. “I’m sorry” she said, “I shouldn’t have slapped you, I know it just you exploring your sexuality, and I’m also sorry,. ” Angie was Angela Peese-Martine-Browne; Daddy owned Michigan or something. She’d started by being Angela, Clive had called her Angie and she’d decided she kind of liked it. “You should check your hair thoroughly for eggs later Angie.” The younger girls thought him silly but funny, which was fine since they weren’t that interested in nature anyway.Still, he enjoyed the walks; admitting to the leaders that he’d learnt a lot. He also learnt that some 11 year olds get tired. He ended up carrying.