"Mike asked, "Don't you have to study?" In my writing and art classes, I already have my grades. In Investments, I think we can make twelve and get an...A. So, I don't have to study." I do. I am hoping to get Phi Beta Kappa," Mike said."Next to Dorothy, that would be the most worthwhile reason to work hard for around here," he said."Thanks. What are you doing?" Mike asked"I am getting packed to go to Oklahoma. I think Brooke is going with me," he said.Dorothy asked, "Are you coming to. Arron ignored him as just at that moment the King and Princess started to descend the stairs a woman stepped forward from behind them. She took Arron's breath away. She was as tall as the King, and slim, her bare shoulders and arms showing strong muscle tone that was offset by the smooth curve of her breasts bulging above her form fitting laced bodice, her hair was burnished gold, cut in a short bob longer at the front than at the back. She walked down the stairs behind the Princess with cat. As for the little pleated skirt, Kathy took up the hem, and she liked the effect. It was almost obscenely too short, whenever she did anything other than stand still, it would ride up and give a teasing glimpse of what lay beneath. To finish the costume she chose her underwear with care. A push up bra and black, high cut, very sheer and flimsy panties was a wicked contrast to the demur innocent schoolgirl on the surface. The effect on her husband had been explosive, he had fucked her lustily. And how about down here," Jamey said, as he reached between his daughter's legs and rubbed vigorously at her love mound. She spread her legs on his lap, letting his fingers slide between her tender young thighs and sobbing with desire as he caressed her pussy through her panties. Jamey was glad she wasn't wearing any pantyhose and he had unrestricted access to her hot box under her short skirt. "Ohhh. Ummm. Yes, give it to me. Rub my clit. Oh, I love your hand."Jamey was reaching the stage of.