Somewhere, in one of my dresser drawers at Mama's house, I had the phone number for his house in Chicago. He'd given it to me when he'd graduated, tel...ing me to call him if I was ever going to be out his way. He promised to take me out and show me a really good time if I called.I called Gerta and described the folder I kept all that kind of information in, and asked her to look for a sheet of paper that had Terry Gorsen's name and phone number on it. I told her where I thought I'd left it, and. I was feeling naughty and ever so excited at the idea of being caught walking outside in a busy public place only wearing a short towel around myself. I walked past lots of men and was enjoying knowing I was so close and almost exposed. I queued up at the busy ice cream van near the Volks station to get a cooling ice cream. It excited me to know that I am standing so close to so many people and that I was completely naked under my towel. The wind picked up occasionally, lifting the corner of my. So, if you don'tmind, I'm going to see how far I can take this."Jill waved her hand airily and shrugged. "You can do what you want. Ijust care about the tutoring and his behavior."Stacy was glad. She had plenty ideas for the boy who pushed too far.* * * * *The rest of the day was not fun for Jake. He not only had to wear thestupid sorority shirt, but Stacy had given him strict instructions not tocover it up. Since all the sorority sisters knew him well, he couldn'trisk wearing a jacket and. I don’t take well to not getting what I want.” Abruptly, he removed his fingers from her slit, just before her pussy could tighten around them. He pulled her body tight against him again, grinding his hips into her a few times, before standing and taking a step back. She was left wanting and panting, with goose bumps rising on her flesh, tinged by just a little bit of fear of what she had gotten herself into. * It felt like an interminably long time as she sat there on the floor, waiting for.