She could feel how she was blushing. She was not used to this. They had only told her that the European would be strange, not how they would be strang.... She was wearing a white bra with laces, for that extra little boost of her self-confidence. She kept the shirt on, but open all the way down.Then he sat down and began to take his shoes and socks off, hardly looking in her direction. “Are you sure this...is normal practise in Europe, sir?” she asked softly, folding her hands in front of her. Really hot, or school girl with a tiny skirt, it's amazing all you can find on thecostumeshop my imagination was playing me games, too much choices and I kept looking until...scrolling over i found it, all the pieces came to my mind, the puzzle was completed, it was hot, naughty, colorful, full of many of the things that define us, I thought could suit her pale skin very well, her angel face, her fake innocence and everything made sense, she will be Snow White, filling the character pretty well. I stood behind the door and opened it a crack. Peeking around, I saw Rach smiling up at me. Her arm darted through the opening, and reached around the door. Her smile widened as her hand found, and latched onto my dick. Her hold secure, she put a finger to her lips and led me silently around the door, and out into the hall, making for the bathroom.Once the door to the bathroom was closed, she turned to me. Rach joined her free hand with the one already around my cock, and gripping it like. Clearly it wasn’t magical and it didn’t fit with any of the oddball theories like phrenism or phrenology, she felt around her head but decided that there were no bumps that she could feel. Extra Sensory Perception then? She thought not, but it was a possibility. Teleporting? Ridiculous! Could it possibly be a form of autism? Unlikely she thought, surely someone would have diagnosed her at some time although she really didn’t know that much about it. But she’d seen ‘Rainman’ and that was it.