I could not stop my eyes from roaming up and down her tall womanly figure. Her breasts were easily a 36D with a small sag to them from having little B...lly. The dark brown areolas were the size of a half dollar capped by small hard nipples. My eyes traveled down over her flat stomach, past her wide hips and came to rest on the small black patch of pubic hair that barely covered her mound. Stand up, she commanded me. Like a robot I stood and remained motionless as she approached. Her eyes. And the second part that one could not see, which was a long forgotten road buried somewhere in the woods. ?Where on Evergreen? I’ve never seen any houses on that road.? She said defiantly. Maybe he didn’t understand the lay of the land just yet. ?Well, it’s in the woods. There aren’t many houses there. I’d like to show you after school.? ?I can’t. I have plans.? She said and got up to go inside without looking back. She knew it was rude, but she couldn’t be alone with a. "The clothes box and all that stuff, why did she bring it home?" I asked, leading her into talking about it again."The clothes always go to her work. She is the office slut and everyone there gets to fuck her whenever they want. She is like a reward for a job well done, or a gift for special customers. That way old man Johnson can control who she does, he knows she is just a whore. So she has an expense account for all the stuff they make her wear at the office "reward ceremonies" and at other. Carla was in hysterics and I just sat downand cracked another beer. Carla mentioned that she needed to dry off andhave me put some tanning lotion on her. Now in those days before we allfound out about skin cancer, we used baby oil to intensify and get a goodtan. After she did her face and the front of her, she handed me the bottleand I gently smoothed it over her back and legs. I'm thinking this is funas I make sure I smooth some on the inside of her thighs, ever so gentlytouching her pussy as.