My mind reeled as I stared down at the familiar grey of Linda's sweatpants puddled on the floor, topped by her t-shirt. I barely had the time to think...the word slob before I was picking them up. At least she'd changed, I thought. But she'd obviously slept in them the night before, and--my nostrils flared--worn them when she'd woken up and masturbated that morning. The crotch was still damp to the touch, and, as I looked inside, stained creamy with cunt sauce.My god! I stood there inhaling the. "Licorice!" I yelled some more and a car slowed down. I rolled my eyes as I saw Jeremy Hawkins leaning across the passenger seat with a smile. He'd be lucky not to drive over a couple mailboxes if he wasn't careful, so I stopped walking just so he could stop driving."Hey Tiffany," he said."Hey Jeremy." I crossed my arms over my boobs, since that's where he was looking. I still wore my school uniform, so it wasn't like I was naked or anything, but he made me feel like I was."Where are you. She left my tongue and put her head on my shoulder. Now I can feel her back lash blouse strings and opened it to make her breasts nude. She is kissing my lips and put her tongue in my mouth. While sucking my tongue she is pulling my bermuda down and my penis become nude. Her soft breasts in her brassieres are pressing on my chest. While sucking her tongue my hand got the lashes of peticote and we both are nude. I have removed her brassier and we both are standing on ground..I pushed Laxmi on. ..thanks to the short courses at the Hotel School...............since entering the restaurant, heads, male and female had been turning in my direction...............from the maître d to the other customers..........they were all impressed, I could see it and I felt it............I dripped with wealth, power and sophistication and the men were envious and the women couldn't stop looking at me...............and I greedily, but subtly gobbled the attention and the young waitress who came to serve.