” She cups the girl’s pink cheek in her hand. “It won’t be any fun for you, I promise. Even I’ve no wish to go.”“Well, of course you don...��t want to go,” John speaks up, “you’re just a governess.”She stares at the boy with no small amount of shock. And, she admits to herself, hurt. These children are her world, and the idea that they see her as lesser is painful indeed.John sees the hurt there, cheeks warming as he glances from his book to Anna’s eyes then back again, unsure of what to do.“That. They were both petite. One looktold me that Andy was a girl too. They looked kind ofyoung even underneath all the makeup they were wearing.I wondered how they’d gotten into the party. This wassupposed to be a college-age crowd. Well, the booze hadbeen flowing for a while now and no one was paying muchattention. I wasn’t the host so why should I care?Both Ann and Andy looked pretty good. I wouldn’t mindif either one gave me the opportunity to get my rocksoff. I had scouted out. I thought they just added to mysterious nature of the female body. Next she extended her leg out and up and pulled the stocking up its full length. Her white thigh flesh shook as the hose covered its intention, ending ¾ of the way from her knee to her hip, but no garters appeared...not normal even to this young boy...She repeated the process with her other leg with the same slow, deliberate motions...rubbing her legs in a loving manner. She reached for two elastic rings that she slipped over. We made our way through the pretty big crowd that was there. Most all were younger than us but my wife looked better than most of the young women there. She told me as she moved through the crowd, she felt a couple of hands brush her ass and it was a turn on for her. We moved to where we were kind of in the open and were watching the people dance. I reached down and slid my hand into the opening in her skirt and start to slide my fingers into her slit and started moving them back and forth. I.