"So ... I'm your girlfriend now?"I looked at Rose-Marie, "Do you mind? I suddenly realised I didn't know what our ... relationship ... was. I..."She p...aced a finger on my lips. Her eyes were sparkling and she was smiling. "Hush! I'm happy to be your girlfriend."Whatever the minor crisis was, it must have been easily dealt with, because the vicar swept back down the aisle and disappeared into the vestry. He emerged a few minutes later in robes, white, but with brilliant embroidery, accompanied. " She pulled her sweater over her curly head, but she still had her Pumas on. She had worn a bra, a very well-filled, semi-transparent bra. I helped her remove it.She was one fine looking young woman with a nice set of small, round, pink-titted breasts, a trim waist, well-rounded hips, a carefully trimmed bush and long, long legs.I was hard immediately and turned off both my mouth and my mind.Pam braced both hands on the end of my old desk and spread her feet apart. "This all right?" she asked,. The door to our room closed and it started. "What was that display about?" Stacey asked."Nothing, I just thought you were making a fool of yourself with a guy you don't know." I'm an adult, I can do what I want," she replied. "Just because you didn't score doesn't mean you can mess up my night. Maybe if you didn't spend so much time watching me, you could've had fun as well." Listen, I'm going to bed, I was only watching out for you, who knows what could happen to a gorgeous girl on a night. I turned back up an aisle two shelves from where she was sitting and stopped when I judged I was even with her. Bending down I found that I had stepped a little past her and I backed up slowly until I could see better.I thought she looked about sixteen or seventeen, from one of the local high schools according to the letter on and the colors of her sweater. She had long rich brown hair that fell across her shoulders, the ends on the front of her sweater lay across the slope of her breast and.