Maria mirrors her. I find myself moving closer and to the side so I’m not starting at Sandra’s back. The music is calmer than what Maria played be...ore. I didn’t think I could imagine slower yoga music, but it feels like the same music but slowed down by a factor of ten or a hundred. Each note lingers for a supernatural amount of time in the air. Everything slows down: my breathing, Sandra’s breathing. I find myself staring at her chest rising and falling slowly. Slower than slowly. Longer than. ..as far as they knew. I of course told my mom because we were best friends, her being both mom and dad. And I am glad to say she was just happy that I was happy.We actually didn't start officially going out until 10th grade. I was in most of her classes that year and she pretended she hated it the first day. I remember her giving me this disgusted look and saying, "Oh it's you." every time I walked into one of our classes like she hated me. To this day I hold that against her saying I was. Pam said to him, "Oh, I am sorry. I did not expect you so soon. I will go get dressed." Duncan told her. "That is okay. You look great in that sexy gown. You are so pretty and really built. I love those big tits." She laughed and kissed him on his cheek as she passed by him to go change. He watched her ass as she walked away from him and felt his cock get hard.He then followed her into her room just as she was standing there naked. He stared at her and she laughed again and said you are really. She knew Jim wouldn't mind - he liked to think that she had other interests anyway.The doorbell rang, Tom stood there babbling away aimlessly."What a goon, I left the key in the flat, popped outside and the wind blew the door shut. The landlord won't come till the morning so I am homeless for the night." Never mind, you are quite welcome here. I could do with the company."Tom sat on the sofa, gratefully accepting her offer of a drink and a snack."Did you hear the gossip about Rob James today -.