I wanted a man, a real man. I wanted Mr Carlo and I wanted him bad. I imagined him talking to me after the lesson about my poor grades, telling me I n...eded to taught how to behave and pay attention to him. I wanted him to take me and punish my naughty slutty pussy until I screamed in delight. But… I needed to get him alone first. As I was thinking how to get alone with Mr Carlo, he began reading out test results from the previous lesson. “Darren… Nineteen out of twenty, well done. Michelle…. I backed out of the garage and drove down to the 7-11 to buy a paper. I was staying at Aunt Cora's, but I was going to need to find me a place since whoever she left her things to in her will would want to move in and take possession. I got the paper and then went across the street to a Denny's to get a bite to eat while I went through the paper looking at the ads. I found several that I would look at the next day and then I headed for home.As I drove I was asking myself if I should stay in. Actually they all pleased her. The pretty little panties with blue roses, the minimal white lace thong, but especially the silky green pair. They seemed to have invented an especially slippery silk, man-made she supposed, which can only have been made for pleasuring herself in. After all they were the free pair she reasoned. Vicky toyed with the idea of stealing a fourth pair in the same silk but in pink. She could try them on in the changing room and just keep them on. Shaking a bit she took. She was wearing the saree. I went inside and stood in front of her. It had little space and like from outside others can see only the face. And in back side there was another room which is for keeping old newspapers. She smiled at me and gave me one book and said “don’t look at them standing on outside sit here and see them.” I was happy for not scolding me.I stood there near to a table and watched the magazines containing actress’s photos. I was hard in my pants. I didn’t take my head up and.