Ian could only guess what she was doing with it, but a wanton smile began to curve her lips.Ian couldn't decide whether it would be ruder to watch her...play with herself or pretend to ignore her, but even if he had begun to turn away the sounds of moisture and her sexy cooing would have penetrated his ears.'Miss Benton!'A sharp, disciplinarian voice knifed through the receptionist's moans of pleasure. Ian looked behind him. Standing over six feet tall, in what must have been six-inch platform. They both laughed and said, "We're not excited about going to our first dance are we?" "Mom you know I can wait, especially to see Carl." I thought I'd better ask my mom if I could stay over at Debbie's. "Mom, can I stay over at Debbie's after the dance, she has invited some other girls to have, sort of a sleep over." I thought, "I'm not lying." My mom stirred he cereal and said, "I guess it would be OK to stay over at Debbie's after the dance, but I want you to call when you get there." "Sure. She was wearing grey Lulu Lemon workout pants, tight of course, andrunning shoes with those little white socks women wear. On top she had asimilar-coloured sports bra on, and a large white towel hanging on oneshoulder. Her key card in her hand, she was obviously on her way to thehotel gym, for a workout, before her busy day began.She looked up and saw me, instantly. And then I watched all her thoughtsplay out on her face, as I got closer.The first second was recognition of a woman, doing the. That dress is cut so well it won't bag at all unless you deliberately flash." Kate allowed herself to be persuaded. She had no heels higher than three inches, which upset Meg a little, if she had known she would have insisted that Kate buy some shoes as well. However they were pretty, silver, strapped sandals, which revealed all of her feet apart from where the straps crossed. Meg made sure that Kate's toenails were buffed and painted perfectly. Their dressing was accompanied by giggles and.