He asked if he could walk around on his own and look to get the feel of the house I nodded my head unable to say anything. I watched him pass me and g... into the sitting area oh lord his ass was firm and nicely rounded.I turned and almost ran into the kitchen for a glass of water my mouth was so dry unlike my very wet and yearning pussy. I drank two glasses of water and felt better I turned to walk back into the sitting room and he stood in the doorway.He had a pad in his hand and was writing. He looked around the bed, then to the floor."You dropped the crop"I looked down to where he was looking. I had dropped the crop when I had come to the realization that I was being an insecure pain in the ass. "I'm sorry"He laughed again "I know, pick it up and bring it to me"I was about to mutter something about it was closer to him but I thought first and said to myself.. do you really want to be a brat? No, I didn't. I picked up the crop while Slick took his shirt and jeans off. The man may. At this point I was near to grabbing my clothes and scampering away,But she gently said for me to stay and talk as we seldom talked and I had seen her now so it was not going to change things me scampering away, (the fact I was itching to take myself in hand crossed my mind but I wanted to see where this would lead) I settled back on the loo seat hands in lap as she asked “as I had said ‘I had never seen a real ladies chest’, did that mean I had seen ladies in books then?”Busted! …Still with my. She knelt before an old steamer trunk that sat at the foot of the four-poster bed, lifted the lid, and examined the contents with a sense of wonder and anticipation. Britt had called out of the blue yesterday, perhaps knowing that Abby was alone, to suggest a shopping excursion. There had been a mischievous tone to her voice, of challenge and playfulness. ‘We’re going shopping for your graduation frock,’ Britt had added. ‘Graduation?’ ‘You and George don’t need us anymore. You’re ready now to.