”“She's just waiting to serve,” I said as I untucked Jennifer's blouse from her skirt, tugging out the tails from the waistband. There was somet...ing attractive about a schoolgirl with her blouse untucked, the tails hanging over her plaid skirt. “If you want her to do anything, like suck on your nipples or licking your pussy, she'll be more than happy to do it.”“So happy,” Aleah moaned, her hands behind her back. “You're so cute, Lady Jennifer. I'm glad you're dating my Master.”“Aren't you his. Sometimes you just gotta live with what you got , and never inspire for too much greatest .I call here and asked what was her apartment and she informed it was on the top floor , which can sometime be a bad in the project in NYC , because there might a likely chance Both elevators aren't working and you might have the god awful task of walking 20+ flights of stairs , but on this both elevators worked and they both reeked stale piss.Once I got to her apartment it model what most a chick living. She ran through the car, too scared to look back over her shoulder although she heard no signs of pursuit.Into the following car she ran, dodging around the standing bars that ran from ceiling to floor in the middle of the car, her strong legs propelling her for all they were worth, as the train rocked through the tunnel. As she entered the next car, a cry burst from her... it was the last car. Through the car and out the window of the door at the other side, she saw the tunnel racing. Tony had been sitting on the hood of his car, waiting for me to come home Thursday after school. He had looked visibly nervous when I walked up the driveway."Hi, Tony," I called as I walked up to his car. "If you're waiting for Tracey, you've got a long wait. She's catering a party over in Cedarton."He slid off the hood of his car and held out his hand. "I know. That's why I figured it was a good time for the two of us to talk."I smiled at him and started walking towards the house. "Well, if.