Matilda just stared at him dumbly, "I want both shoes, one for each vase you broke," he explained. He was taking her shoes to punish her? It was the w...irdest thing she ever heard, but not so bad as punishments go. Matilda then simply slipped off her shoes and placed them in his out stretched hands. "Be careful around those shards, and get back to work," he said leaving the room.Matilda cleaned up the vases and finished that day with no more trouble. The next day she expected to have her shoes. She had heard that the people in Seaside were restrained about such things, and a kiss could lead to all sorts of intimate things.She waved as the cable car pulled away from the station. Eventually he was hidden by the mists. She smiled to herself. She definitely wanted to get to know him better. Friday couldn't come too soon.She was still thinking about him the next morning on the way to school. Then she saw Jenny sitting by herself, her face creased in a frown."Problems?" she asked, sliding. It’s not hard.” “I’m worried about poop. I don’t want to get it on my fingers.” “I haven’t found any yet,” said Siza. “I don’t poop,” I said. “What?” “No, the sisters used their magic and I don’t poop. They said they simply didn’t deal with that. They also didn’t eat regular food. They just ate gizem for their vitality.” “That’s weird. How do you live without ever pooping?” “I don’t know. I just don’t think about it and I’m not ever terribly hungry. I pee though. I don’t know the answer but now. Was it me or her legs were opening slightly, helping me reach higher and higher? I eventually made it to the outer lips, slightly open, and I started running my middle finger along the slit, feeling the warmth from her vulva. I applied more pressure, the flesh gave way and my finger was inside. And she was wet already. Surprised, I looked up but she was still asleep or seemed to be. But her legs were now opened enough so I could easily masturbate her, and she was definitely gaping. As iI slowly.