She stood up and took hold of the plastic strap Bryan showed her. Bryan quickly tucked his dick away and zipped up his pants as the officer knocked on...the window of the ice cream truck. Regaining his cool, Bryan rolled down the window as the officer leant in. He was a thin faced man with wrinkles on his face, late forties with a pair of aviator shades on. He had tucked his large white motorcycle helmet under his arm and peered into the van. “Everything OK sir?” He asked, there was a Southern. Really... 6AM. I intended to be there when they dropped the chain.The walk to the bank was decent ... Missy Simmons was a good guide ... the bank needed a whole wallet full of ID ... but they took my card ... after Visa in Ottawa ... the bank called and put on the speaker ... mentioned that I was good for a multi-million dollar yacht, “She’s not buying one, is she?”“No,” the manager said, “Shopping ... Farmer’s Market.”“May I speak to her?”“Hello?”“Hello. Surprise?”“Carole! Hi!”“You made. Well, we are a group of teenagers and the event in question, is a party, themed on the 'St Trinians', the school full of provocatively dressed girls, complete with stockings, belts, short skirts, and equally, materially devoid knickers, well the choice of knickers was down to the individual, and mine were not only devoid of material, but several sizes too small, for my developing curvaceous bum.Now the intro is done we can get onto the reason I write to you men and boys, telling you of my. I unhook it, and take her blouse off, along with her bra. The skirt is easy, it has kind of a drawstring that unties and makes it loose enough to slide right off. Her panties, soaked from her earlier orgasm, come off as well, and when I take off her socks and shoes, Sophia is totally naked, and lies there, her white body the very picture of submission, waiting for anything I wanted to do. I start with her vunerable neck and kiss my way down to her right breast. I take it in my mouth and nibble.