On this particular day I noticed a new advertisement immediately. "WANTED" it read, "STUDENTS TO PARTICIPATE IN A STUDY OF ESP, CONTACT LAURA ALLAN AT...THE SCOTT FIELD HOUSE - EARN MONEY FOR ONE HOUR OF WORK". I doubted you would earn much money for only an hour of work, but I had nothing else to do. And I figured that even an hour of work would be enough to buy a 6-pack. So I walked up Perimeter Road and headed for Scott Field House.As I rounded the corner, you can imagine my surprise, when I. I quickly averted my eyes to her feet, and pulled her panties up, catching a glimpse of her flower one last time. I led her into the living room, where she started to take her shirt off. I helped her out, and then she turned around so I could do her bra. I unfastened it, and she let it drop, and turned around covering her breasts with her arms. She was standing there in nothing but her socks and panties, and I couldn't help but feel my penis stir and grow. She put her arms out so I could. And Home Ec?! This is gettingworse and worse." Thankfully, his locker was in the same place and hadthe same combination. he found his way to the Home ec. classroom and atdown in an open seat next to Claire he assumed was his. " What took youso long? Did you forget where the class was?" You could say that... Claire, do I seem any... different to you?" Clairewas looked confused by this question "well... you dressed a littleTomboyish today but other than that not really, is something wrong Anne?". She kissed me with a salty, come-filled mouth.“I’ll be right back to get you hard again,” she said, leaving the ladies’ room. I zipped myself up and watched the flick for a while. It was a good one, with three lesbians tongue-teasing a fourth, who was spread-eagled on a bed. Time passed and I began to wonder if Riya had gotten cold feet and left. Then she appeared at the top of the stairs. For some reason, I first noticed her purse, bulging larger than ever. Then I realized why her purse was so.