Now drop that fucking skirt!? Mike hollered at Jen as he turned his gun toward her. Jen was visibly shaking as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband...and wriggled her skirt down and she stepped out of it. She held her hands in front of her pussy and looked at the floor. Mike looked approvingly at her and said ?Nice legs and they go all the way up to a nice ass too.? ?Move your hands!? Jen did so. ?Now we can see your pretty thong honey? Mike said. ?And you shaved just for us? he told her. “No criticism,” I assured her, “I have nothing but praise for your wonderful staff. And I also need to thank you for allowing me day and night access, it has meant everything both to me and my father.”Maureen smiled again. I thought she looked a very handsome woman, now that she allowed a smile to decorate her face. She had one of those faces that had a natural propensity to be cheerful, with large clear blue eyes, a fresh face with rosy cheeks and subtle freckles, with no hint of make-up. She. "I just want someone who takes their class work as serious as I do."His face turns bright red as he tears his eyes away from mine. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to assume." It's all good, I'm just messin with ya. So what do ya say? Study buddy?" I ask. His eyes go wide as he looks back up at me."Uh... sure! Okay, yeah!" Great! Why don't you come over to my house after practice and we'll finish up the math homework and study for the upcoming test," I suggest."Yeah... except, I don't have a car...". I ring the number. She’s working today. I know it’s illicit… and that’s what makes it exciting. What if I get caught? I ask myself… think of the shame. You won’t get caught… it’ll be fun! I’m in a dilemma. I toss a coin – tails. I go. I catch a bus to Yarmouth, a ferry to Lymington and two trains to Bournemouth. A group of school c***dren board the train. I imagine them singing: We know where you’re going, we know where you’re going!’ I get a grip of myself. I get closer to my dirty.