She wasn't wearing any shoes either.Molec's thoughts dwelled on the orange-skinned girl's figure, "Her legs though. Yes they are something. So smooth ...nd curvy, completing her figure so beautifully. Her breasts aren't too shabby either". Molec licked his lips with anticipation at the thought of owning her as he ran his hand down her thigh and under her skirt. As he expected no underwear. "Typical", he thought to himself. "The little slut is asking for it. Why else would she leave herself so. I found some big hairy buds, and put them in the bag. We were both amazed at the size of the crop, and the smell that came from the plants. We weren't in a hurry, so we sat on a log, and talked for a while. Eventually we returned to the farmhouse, and found David and Maggie snuggled together on the front porch.David asked if we wanted to spend the night, or if we had to get going. The three of us discussed the invite, and we agreed to stay. He showed Susan and me to the guest room and, as we. I turn off the light, get back down on hands and knees, open the door andcrawl out to the bedroom. The cami and panty set is so sheer that itfeels as if I have nothing on which heightens all of my senses. Veryfaint traces of light are seeping through the windows and penetrating thedark room. I make my way over to the king sized bed and quietly decidewhich way to do this. Lying in the bed are both my devastatingly gorgeousand sound asleep Mistress as well as the guest that she had over. "Just hold it right there, young lady," I heard, I stopped. A harshlooking nun stepped in front of me. "Just where are you going in such ahurry? Young ladies do not run." She admonished.Her name tag said she was Sister Mary Francis. I knew from the brochuresshe was the assistant principal."I'm sorry sister," Is all I could come up with.She stared at me for a minute. I was sure she knew I wasn't one of thegirls from that school."Well, seeing as it is the last day, I will let you go. If it was.