‘I gotta turn in my paper! Oh my God! Are we really having this conversation right now?’ Greg didn’t bat an eye at her protests. ‘So what? You...can still turn it in. Look we got ten minutes, right? Plenty of time.’ He grinned. ‘I’ll be quick. I promise. C’mon, Rach, no big deal.’ Rachel set her jaw and stared back at him in exasperation. Washe really going to keeping pushing it? She grinned again sarcastically. ‘Oh! You’ll be ‘quick’? Well thanks so much for the favor. How considerate.’ She. Maybe she could touch her legs, though. So what if there was a man right there? A girl could touch her own legs if she wanted, couldn't she? Nobody can tell how good it felt to her. So what if they did? If this guy could, maybe he would like to see it.Nervously, Cammy parted her knees, watching the hem of her skirt sink between her thighs to cover her private place. The youngster looked casually around. No one paid either of them a bit of attention. Go on, she chided herself, do something!The. So I had time to see what she was wearing, just a one-piece net dress, nothing under, and a coat and nothing more than a pair of heels. I was surprised and delighted with this exhibitionist slut. She just pulls up her coat revealing her naked skin from her legs to her back, bending her curvy ass in a hot and voluptuous way.I start talking to her, putting my arm over her hip and touching her naked breast with my other hand. I know it was a pleasure for her to be touched in this way and that her. And i SAW her(with natural street lighting to see) taking her panties out. And vaguely saw she changed her wet panties into another. Thinking im blacked out. Maybe shes giving me a benefit of the doubt thinking im out of my mind drunk and sleep walking. Because I used to pretend to sleep walk to get away from trouble coming home late a few times.Just my perspective on this at the time i was sure she got a little turned on by her own son in bed and got so wet she had to change her own pantie( oh.