“I can’t get my legs into the T. Wait a minute” she called. He looked into the T and saw she was backing up, going past the T. He stared as her ...reasts came into view and instantly had an epiphany as to what the problem was. She’d grown up. Then her face came into view. “I’m going to try to come out frontward, instead of backwards” she said. She began to wiggle her upper body into the T.That worked, until she got to the access port. Her hands came through and Bob started to pull, but then she. Ted had described himself; I found a man fitting the description in the boot in the corner and asked if he was the guy, and he was. I sat across from him. We ordered and just chatted about ourselves. He was big into running where I was more into hiking, the ankles don't run anymore. As we were finishing up our sandwiches, I slipped my leg across and laid it against his. Ever so subtly, he paused and hummed a little. The touch was exciting to me, too. I'm more into touch these days;. “She wants to speak to you.” It was now Pippa’s turn to make out what was going on from one side of the conversation. “Yes.” “Yes mummy.” “Okay.” And that was it. Sophie hung up and turned grinning towards an expectant Pippa. “I have to take you round for punishment on the way home from school tomorrow.” * The idea that she was going to be “taken round for punishment” made the Pippa feel deliciously naughty. All day she wondered what her pupils would thing if they knew their teacher was. Understand?” “Yes Mistress.” “I thought I would wear my leather boots and fishnet stockings. Just because. I wish you had been here to smooth my stockings on my legs, and lace up my boots for me. Hmmm…oh yes, that would have made your cock twitch. I would have had you kneel before me, pulling those laces tighter and tighter. I might have even let you touch them with your cock. You’re almost cumming at that thought I can tell. Well, we had best get on slut. What are we doing this evening? Say.