I just hoped it was over.Sharon flew into the front yard at two forty-five. Her chopper shut all the way down, so looked like I’d have more guests f...r a while. We hugged and caught up for a minute, then she hugged the girls and talked to them as a group for a while. She spent time with Julie in the back room, then took each of the others back, alone. Then as a group again, and this time they were smiling and chatting when they came back. They all had coffee together, and were kibitzing like. .. here goes.”She looked over her shoulder at the doorway, then stood real quick to hike her skirt up over her hips, before sitting down real quick with her naked, milk white buttocks on my desk. I barely got a glimpse of her thighs and her patch of pussy hair when she did this. I was hoping she’d move slower. Now I was boiling over and I really want to get a better look. I wanted to see her pussy leaking on my desk, then I want to lick her creamy juices off my desk.Her skirt is covering her. "How do you know no ones gonna come in here" Vanessa said."Don't worry bout it girl, if they do we will just get quit, no one can see us in this stall"Wow, she was in the stall with this guy. What a fucking slut, I thought. Still, this must be her booty call or something, no girl would just meet a guy for 5 minutes and go in a stall with him."Dam, my boys told me your titties was soft" Yeah, you like them?" Vanessa asked."Mmmmm, yeah, dam you got big titts for a skinny ass white girl" Said the. The contrast is cruel as cruel can be. Giggle. My lush beauty is pointed up by her ugliness. And the opposite of course, she looks just terrible stood there next to me. I'm a nice height for a girl and she's short. I've got a heart stoppingly lovely face and hers is plain as pie. My lips are full and pouting, hers are thin and mean looking. My teeth are perfect, hers aren't. I've got a great figure, in every way, whilst she's far too fat. My hair is long and wavy and lustrous, hers is like wet.