Not bad at all!’ ‘What’s her name?’ The girl had a tiny voice and sounded little-girlish. Marcus thought the ‘little girl’ sound of her vo...ce it made her more desirable, a little girl with a lush, miniature woman’s body. ‘Ah…Carol,’ he stammered. ‘Her…her name’s Carol.’ The girl shrugged and smiled at him. ‘I think I know who she is,’ she said, ‘but I don’t know where she is. I saw her earlier. She was talking to the instructors.’ ‘There’s nobody around,’ Marcus said, ‘Do you have any idea. As Louisa got to the end of the profile, a smile lit up her face and she patted her friends lap reassuringly. “Wow! Way to go girlfriend. By the way, there’s no need to feel embarrassed about any of this. Actually we all do have our ways of handling this sort of things darling. Why do you think most of the housewives around this neighborhood love Pizza so damned much uh?” Louisa asked with a mischievous wink.“Pizza uh? What’s the connection then?” She asked; her face wrinkled with a confused. They were soft and pale, mended here and there and about two inches too short for my yard-long legs, but they had a twenty inch waist and they looked great and felt better, especially with that thick seam tight against my butt crack and wiggling between my pussy lips.I had trouble with the top button, as usual, and cursed myself for that extra ice-cream sandwich as I sucked my soft gut and got it done. Then I threaded in the wide leather belt with the phallic silver buckle, an arched cock,. ? Even if it was the middle of theweek, she still couldn?t stand being away from him longer than a day, at least they?d be together on Saturday.? Hopefully she could make it through the week. Of course, the next day was filled with the usualwell-wishing and Birthday stuff, she got cake from her dorm mates, a few cardshere and there, a phone call from her parents wishing her well out of state,since they couldn?t come and visit.? Allof it was pretty standard.? As much asshe liked all the gifts.