The rustling of the skirt and the silken "wisk" of thenylons now fully making their feminine sound!"Shick-shick-shick, swish." The sound filled the li...ing room all toMadge's delight. "Keep going sweetie" she said as she motioned for meto keep going. She then sat back and crossed her own nyloned legs andtugged her tailored wool skirt down then continued watching. "Shick-shick-shick" the nylons whispered as I minced around the living room. Icould feel my face redden and my breath come in little. . my poor virgin ears!* Rose quipped. *Yecch! Who'd want to do it there? You'd never get the gunk out.* *Ugh... Way too much information!* Rose complained, trying for her bestlittle girl mental voice. They exchanged goodbyes, and Rose got back to work. She was determined toturn in her homework through the newly established channel, rather thanjust take it all to school with her. Somehow, she just couldn't bringherself to trust The Nameless Teacher that far. After she got to bed, it took her. Her parents had just retired and since the summer was supposed to be bad they thought it was a good idea to travel the world, something they had never done before.She told me that it would be so nice to have a big apartment to her own because she and four of the other girls shared a rather crammed apartment during the rest of the year when they were studying. Not that she didn't mind living with three friends, but it was hard to get some time of her own. But they would sure come visit and if. No one commented on the erect elevator operator. Business as usual.I poured Juanita another glass of Prosecco; she stretched and grinned, “Well, you guys saw me in action the other night.”BaBoomz. Getting finger-fucked, getting off. Taking another gentleman into one of the back rooms.Vanessa grinned, “Looked like you enjoyed yourself.”“I usually do.” Shrug. “Almost always.”I was curious, “Juanita, I know the boys know you work at BaBoomz. But do they...”She laughed, “God, no!” Then blushed..