"I think you mean get to class!" you replied, with a nervous giggle.You had pulled on your old college uniform, grey skirt, white shirt, blue blazer, ...hite socks. You stood looking at yourself in the mirror for a moment before picking up the pint of water I had left for you. You drank it quickly, wondering once more if this was a good idea. You could hear me downstairs, flicking through the TV channels and walked slowly down the stairs.In the doorway, you pressed your knees together, wiggling. The top was a perfect accompaniment to her smart textured dark grey trousers and waist coat, and black high-heeled shoes. She looked very grown up and professional. I did notice that the top three buttons of her top were undone though! I expected her to leave the room straight away, but she didn’t. Instead she stood near to the foot of my bed and we started talking. She asked me what I had planned for the day, and I told her of the arrangements I had made. Our conversation continued, and. You overcharge for your goods so that a poor working man like myself cannot afford to shop for food here.”He backed up two steps from the counter and invited Jorgensen to back his words up with lead. “You are a weasel of a man, cheating one and all. You should take your ugly face away from here so that you would not cheat the decent citizens of this fair town.”“I will do no such thing,” the indignant Jorgenson replied. “Why I’ve always been fair to all my customers. I even grant credit to the. Her beautiful, round ass wiggled as she heard Bill step into the room. Her long, dark hair cascaded across her back, and her soft pussy winked at me as she moved her hips. I was instantly rock hard, my erection bulging out the front of my sweatpants. Bill had started music playing, and I was certain Shirley would not hear me. I looked at Bill, “Tell me what you would like. Go ahead, tease her!” I knelt down behind Shirley and cupped each cheek, smelling her arousal. She smelled different than.