" So what did you get smart about?" she blushed looking at her feet. He put a finger under her chin raising her eyes so he could look into them" Come ...n what did you say that got you in trouble, I'm the perfect person to tell, you may never see me again after tonight." she chewed on her bottom lip" Dad was getting ready to go and made me do some stupid promise that I wouldn't have boys over tonight, I laughed and told him" Dad its not like I'm gonna call one as soon as you leave and invite them. ” Jenny gasped as the fingers pressed down on her weals. Looking around Jenny saw through her tear-filled eyes Carla looking back at her, smiling. She knew Carla was one of the office cleaners and a friend of Mrs Denver’s. She was going to say something about not getting so personal but suddenly realised her fingers were doing wonderful things to her, pressing the weals, squeezing her bottom cheeks; it felt so good. Jenny raised her bottom to encourage Carla who responded with more squeezes. I walk to the first shitter and get even more excited -- there's a hole about the size of a fist in the divider between the two toilets. I unbutton my jeans, drop them to my ankles, and sit down. Then I spend the next few minutes checking the angles of the holes, both left and right, and position myself for a good view. I don't have to wait long.The outside door creaks, then I hear the second door open. I hear footsteps approach the urinal and, under the divider, I can see a heavy work boot. She told me how it was just work,there was no girls work or boys work, just work. To prove her point,she had me folding the wash. It was then as I was folding her panties,slips, bras and her blouses that I found it attractive. I had neverreally looked at her things; they were just mom's clothes. This timethough I had them in my hands. The panties were so soft and sexy.Somehow the nylon and lace seemed to do something to me. I put them allaway, except for that really sexy pink pair. They had.