Alexa looked at herself in the mirror, still in her small blue crop top and tight black shorts. She was flat and athletic but my best friend had a rea...ly cute face. "At least that's the worst thing you have to complain about! Someone broke into my locker...and stole my panties. Gross!"I widened my eyes and looked at her, "Seriously?" She nodded. "That's seriously weird. Maybe it's all connected haha the book goes missing at school last night then panties. What's next? A stapler?"Alexa frowned. "That really looks great on you Aunt Edwina," Philippa said. "I betBrian will find it distracting." I hope so," Aunt Edwina said. "We're off to play badminton and as youknow I am rather competitive but I will have to just not get to someshots so that Brian does not realise he's playing a man and it might helpalso if Brian thinks he's off his game because he's distracted by thebeautiful woman he's playing against."Brian arrived just as we were leaving for the beach. He took one look atAunt. It started my college freshman year.”He tells her about one of his college friends that invited he and his girlfriend to parties at the friend’s older sister’s house. They were the youngest ones attending.“There was one guy in particular that was hitting on my girlfriend. At one party they ended up in one of the back bedrooms." What happened? Did he fuck her?" No. On our way home, I asked what happened. She told me he kissed her and rubbed his hands over her and even copped a feel of her. She pushed out her bottom and gave him the maximum target as the second stroke landed. This time there were no holds barred and it was a full bloodied stroke which landed, as Angela later thought of it, right across the centre of her ARSE! But let Angela take up the tale as she later relived it lying on her bed at home, supposedly finishing her homework. Her skirt is up around her waist; her knickers which have a soaking wet gusset are around one ankle; her shirt is open and her tie is on the.