We all wanted to dress up in stockings, to look like the adults we were.Anyway as we sat there that sleepy Friday afternoon, at the back of the class,...I began day-dreaming about Miss Walters. About being kept behind after class and punished, perhaps spanked and forced to suck on those enormous brown nipples. I was woozy with sleep and hormones, and emerged from this private place to find my panties were moist and my thigh was touching Marnie’s leg, which was warm and smooth. I wasn’t sure what. After a short walk down to the river we return for a light lunch before she leaves. We enjoy the lunch and I’m disappointed that she has to leave. I’m asked if I would get her overnight bag. Returning she asks for her favourite pink knickers. Finding my jacket I first find a pair of frilly back ones – I must phone her! Then finding her still wet shirt and pink knickers I return to Bobby.Full of suppries, she is sitting on the table with her bare feet on two chairs; three feet apart. Her knees. After a nasty divorce she was working 2 jobs to make ends meet as a single mom and saw my ad and was praying she could use her college training for what she loved, making movies. Her story really touched me and I hoped after I explained what kind of movies I wanted to do she wouldn't be shocked and say no. As she sat in my office I reviewed my business plan with her and showed her the last video posted to my site. It was the one of Steve and I fucking for the first time. When it was done I. I noticed I was staring too much, and immediately looked away turning back towards the bar. I had also already finished my entire drink. I drink quite a bit when I get nervous. I flagged down the bartender and ordered another daiquiri. I was still facing towards the bar, when I heard a voice next to me. "Make that two," The voice said. "Oh my God," I thought to myself. It was the girl that just walked in. Her voice was so sexy. It was sweet, with a hint of raspiness, and also a slight accent I.