“Miz Castle is watching us.”Drawing from her seemingly endless amount of energy, Mike perfectly mirrored her sister’s walk-through of the routin... right up to the technically complicated finish. Holding the final pose, both sisters grinned as they quickly caught their breath.“A sound of one person lightly clapping drew their attention.“You girls certainly don’t need me!” Susan said. “That was a wonderful routine. Where did you find it?”“The Internet,” Jacy said, pulling back a lock of her. Rubbing the base of my foot, relieving the stress. "You're not a no purpose bit on the side," clearing his throat he shook his head. "Well I feel it," biting onto the side of my cheek I kicked my other foot out, leaning it against the other. "You're not seen like that here," his smile was easy, unforced. "I know," I smiled sheepishly. "I know you don't see me like that." I lifted my foot up and tapped my toe against his nose. "...but I don't work for you." I frowned. My sigh echoed as my head. However at that instant Helen arrived and the words, "Fuck off, arsehole," if nothing else, were plainly audible to everyone on that deck."Looks like my wife is angry," John quietly commented to me. "It'll be interesting if that wanker argues with her. Helen's into all that marshal arts stuff; I wonder if that fat arsehole floats?" Then John Carpenter started laughing out loud.The Sleaze looked like someone had smacked him around the face when Helen launched her tirade at him. For a moment he. Especially him being a college guy who never even touched a girl or kissed but now he was looking right up between a girls legs and he would never ever forget it.Then, I went for the home run. The full wide spread. The full beaver shot. I spread so slow until my legs were wide wide wide and showed it all. Then I even pulled my skirt up a lil more so I could show even more.After a while, I pulled his head to just barely inside my knees. I didnt think he would see any better because with his face.