And I'm, still notused to them." Maybe we'd better get them today. So, he can learn to walk in them,"Mrs. Monroe said.I thought, 'What the hell have ... gotten myself into. I love being Beckawith Sara. But now the world is going to see me. I guess I did saythat I'd try to do this.'As we were driving to the shoe store. I realized something and said, "Iknew something was wrong. I haven't eaten today." It is almost lunch time. We'll stop, and it's my treat," Mrs. Monroesaid."Mrs. Monroe. I. So on that day as I lay relaxing in my room, Rani went about her daily chores; we rarely had a conversation even though she has been working at our place for this long. At around 1 pm she entered my room and asked if she could clean the top shelves of the wardrobe, I asked her to go ahead. She bought in a stool, to reach on top. But as she climbed up she realized there was a wobble to the stool. I saw her trying to continue to work even with the discomfort of the wobble, but when it got too. He slapped the tree trunk next to my head."Mother fucker," he gasped, "I fucking needed that."He pulled his cock from my ass, put it back in his jeans and zipped up. He turned a walked towards the main path."Hot fucking scene," the second guy offered, still stroking his dick."Glad you enjoyed; I sure did," I replied."Are you up for more?" he asked. "I love to fuck ass." Give it to me; I love to get my ass fucked," I answered. I turned back to the tree and braced my shoulder against the trunk.He. Now the skirt was only for show as it didn't cover the bottom of her ass, and I could clearly make out the curves of her ass cheeks, as the spandex rode up her crack. Now when the opening act finished their encore, all the lights went on. The girl beside me got up and started going through her purse looking for money to give her frined for beer. She dropped something on the floor, and when she bent over to pick it up, I saw dark brown stains on her white shorts, where they had been wedged up.