Again, the signature underneath her name was that of her father.As she took the envelope Jessie got up and let her know that he had some chores to fin...sh and if she was to need him all she had to do was call him on his cell phone and he'd come back to the house.Jessie already knew what was in the box and, as much as he wanted to be there to see her open it and witness the look on her face when she realized what it was, he also knew that she'd need time to consider what had just been divulged to. She was putting the show for third time. Must be desperate, I thought. Walking around the office I noticed that most of the staff had left for the day. There was a freshly joined person waiting for closing the place.“You may leave; I will lock up the office. I have some important work to do.”He left.That left me and Mona in office. I spoke to her.“Hope you are not getting late. Oh, by the way how did you come?”“Sir, I took a cab from the city.” She responded.“But now it is too late for you get. I was basically flat throughout high school..." Leah's thoughts drifted for a moment to Amy's more prominent breasts. She raised her left hand and ran the tip of her fingernails around the edge of the cup of her bathing suit.Amy shivered again. Leah smiled as she sensed Amy's reaction. Then she continued her story."But then they started hurting a little, and itching a lot. I didn't get it at first, but the first time I went home and my mom saw me fidgeting with my old bra, she knew. And of. “Very nice,” I said, hoping to come up with a suitable line to make her want to have sex with me. “And my panty drawer,” She said, laughing. “It is called a panty drawer, right?” “Yes,” I answered, trying to answer her questions technically correctly and not to ogle at her vast assortment of undergarments. At a glimpse, I could see that she loved girly pastel colors, ribbons and bows, much like what she was wearing. I was sure I must have been bright red by then. “I keep my drawers in a panty.