"No! Mister smarty-pants" Mary said, then shecorrected herself. "Or should I say young lady!" After snickering shewent on. "In any event the answer is...no. In fact you will continue towear what you have on all day until bedtime!" She folded her arms underher breasts. "And you might as well know it right now! Kim and I intendto keep you dressed in girls clothes all the time!" Kim loved theexpression on Patti's face when she added. "Yeah. You'll even have towear one of my nightie's to bed at. We headed to his house, I was feeling a little embarrassed showing my thighs in my short skirt. I noticed Mr. Denning checking out my legs a couple of times, and he also seemed feeling a little uncomfortable, so I put my bag in my lap to cover my legs. We reached his house, and he welcomed me in the house. He had a nice big house, but as the whole class knew that his wife died two years ago, so there was no one to take care of the house. Living room was totally messed up, with couches filled. I was certainly not about to argue. This cute, sexy, utterly delicious woman wanted my cock buried in her. I was as hard as AP Calculus as I entered her very well-lubricated twat. In no time at all, my seven-and-a-half inches was deep inside her, and her pussy was leaking everywhere. I could feel the cum running down my balls, a warm, wet high-five. I pulled nearly all the way out, then all the way back in. She grunted as the head of my dick made contact with the back of her pussy. I felt her. Is it about someone who can’t let go of something that’s already bad, or is it about someone undermining something that’s otherwise good?’ It’s usually at this point that the girl is looking at me like I’m crazy or is otherwise bored out of her mind. Not Bree, though. She just had a thoughtful look and then asked me to play the song again. After another listen she cocked her head to one side and said softly, ‘They’re both in it for the cracks. They treat each other badly so it won’t be too.