After entering Mark's office, Marissa turns around to shut the door, revealing a pretty bow at the top of her skirt. The long ribbons draws his eyes t... her curvy behind, and his gaze stays there long enough for her to turn around catch him. His eyes dart away, and she blushes slightly. She gently sits down in one of the executive lounge chairs directly in front of him with a notepad and pencil in hand. She crosses her legs and adjusts her skirt that has slightly hiked up. He notes the modest. I told him as he looked at her across the street. She was looking towards us hands in her unzipped leather jacket pockets. The jacket hanging open showed the lack of tits she had. She was tom boyishly slim bordering on skinny and seeing Scotty and the others looking, she self consciously turned towards the shop window she was in front of and started to look at the display which gave them a view of her small pert round arse in her tight jeans. Scotty turned to me “Rough neighbourhood JR, but you. “I read a statistic that girls from conservative churches are equally likely to get pregnant as girls who don’t go to church, and that the difference in average ages for losing their virginity is only a few months older for girls in those churches.”“And that’s self-reported data, right?” I asked.Melody laughed, “I hadn’t thought about it that way! That means it’s probably identical!”“Hormones do NOT listen to the Scriptures!” I grinned. “Trust me. I know!”“You acquitted yourself well, Mr.. Maxine wondered what was going on. Mary was patient as she held the cup of tea with both hands. “Yes mama?” Maxine said. “Sit down dear” her mother said serenely. Maxine did as told. Mary looked at Maxine and smiled right into her eyes. Jokingly, although Maxine couldn’t tell she was teasing her she said “You bad, bad girl you” as she her head. “I should’ve known better Maxine. You told me you were going out for a ride, out in the country. Right then and there I should have known. You bad, bad,.