.probably not.Jane started to laugh, but she stifled it. "I really don't know what the fuck to say to you right now Dan"By this point I was trying to ...ork out how I was going to get out of this. "Jane, please don't say anything to anyone about this. I promise I'll do anything for want and I'll never wear them again." I pleaded.Jane sat on the chair opposite staring at me. She started speaking "I mean, i was always suspicious about how my underwear kept moving, I always thought it was mum and. Romanian?” I asked, looking back and forth from the hag in the picture frame to the luscious body on the bed next to me.“Yes,” she said as she sat up on the bed. “My full name is Marti Fermecatoare. I shortened it because most Americans can’t pronounce it and no one can spell it.” She laughed slightly and added, “... that and the fact that fermecatoare is the Romanian word for witch.“You’re a witch?” I asked in a slightly trembling voice.“No, silly,” she answered. “But I think grandma was. She. Now up till now, I had never EVER thought of Rachel in any way sexual, but tonite, looking at her naked back, my eyes were transfixed, and pretty soon my cock was making its presence known.While she was drying herself, Rachel said: “Do me a favour and dry my back for me”. I could easily see that her back was already dry, and it was only a few drops from her damp hair that needed wiping away. I knelt behind her and she handed me her towel. I started to wipe at the small droplets, but my eyes. It is one of the girls from yesterday, and the girl who spotted me from the classroom door window earlier. She stands around five foot ten and has straight, thick, dyed pink hair cut into a long bob style. Her complexion is pale and her face wears light make up, eyeliner, eyeshadow and lip stick which enhances her features. She is slender with shapely small breasts and a tight ass. She locks the door behind her. She stares right into my eyes and demands "And WHY were you talking to that.