It's your fault though, so I guess I will not feel bad, Sam thought chuckled softly to herself and then padded silently to the closet. She shrugged t...e sundress over her head and walked to the door.Sam walked down the hallway, through the living room and in to the kitchen beyond. Amy was sitting at a bar that joined the kitchen counter."Well, hello sleepy head," she said with laughter in her voice.Sam just looked her, but said nothing.Amy ignored Sam's silence and continued the one-sided. "Olga reached up and brushed her hand across my new red satin panties, courtesy of Krhrons's palace of fashion and ny friend Gretchen." No, Sylvia, of couse not, I mean we all get excited sometimes, yes? What are we to to?"My hands were in my underwear so fast. I wasb't puffing and panting quite yet, but this scene was diffeernt and exciting enough and I knew it wouldn't be long:"Tell me about his cock, Olga, did you suck his cock?" "Of, course, at tht point nothing was going to keep me from. Michelle's eyes hardened and she said, "Amy. Take. Off. Your. Clothes." How can you do this to me?" Amy asked tearfully."This is the very last time that I am going to tell you," Michelle said ominously. "Strip down, slut!"Amy stood up, her head bowed, and she slowly started removing her clothes. When the pants and shirt came off, she looked over at Michelle, but saw no hint of leniency. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, then pushed her panties down to the floor. She stood in front. I was so embarrassed as I sat onthe edge of the bed and rolled up the pantyhose just like mom showedme. I slipped them on one foot and then the other.Since I still was not used to wearing pantyhose, I struggled as Ipulled them up over my knees. Once I got them that high I realized Icouldn't get them any higher unless I lifted up my tight fitting skirt.I had no choice but to lift my skirt up to be able to get the pantyhoseall the way to my waist. So in spite of my embarrassment I lifted myskirt,.