She was in short cut jeans, a tightly drawn blouse and her breasts had a lot of exposure. She kept bending over and sometimes she would run the garden...hose water on her legs and other times bend over as if to pull a weed. This was making me incredibly horny.After a little while I got up out of my chair and just casually mentioned to her that I would be house sitting for a few days. She responded with "Well I'm glad there will be a man around for a few days to watch out for things. I get kind of. Im 14 years old, in my last year at school, and I find myself the head boy, I cant for the life of me think why, it wasnt down to my academics, I skipped as many classs as I could, not that I was thick, dad had books at home covering most thing and I would read these, so my education was full, but not as taught at school. From an early age I found it easy to make friends, even kids in classs below mine, would come up to say hello and hang about with me, even thought I didnt have a clue who they. She somehow knew that her wish would be granted.Sometime soon, she would get sick for a little while, and then herlearning and talking problems would be done. Somehow, it seemed right toleave then.Once she was gone, two older girls appeared. "I think I may haveoverdone it again," the one with elven features said, ruefully. Theyvanished as quickly as they had appeared.When she was about halfway out of the park, Rose realized that shehadn't read the marker. Her parents might think that was. It's hard to describe how it feels to wear a dress for the first time. Naturally, I felt somewhat uncomfortable. Years of social conditioning had taken their toll and yet, it also felt nice. Much less restrictive than the trousers and shirts I was so used to. Sarah produced a pair of shoes from one of the bags. Black. 2-inch heels. I stepped into them and although they pinched a little, they fitted quite well. I felt slightly off-balance. "Can I look yet?" "Soon. Just a couple of finishes and.