On the Friday the sun was shining, my last appointment finished early and was only in Swindon so I got home before Emma or Rachel. This was unusual fo... me to be home before either of them and wanting to enjoy the sunshine I showered and changed into a skirt and chemise, picked up my book, sun glasses, grabbed a can of coke from the fridge and sat out in the garden. I loved the feeling of the warm sun on my arms and legs with nothing more to do than read my book and sip chilled coke. About half. "Fuck!" he said silently, then smiled.They'd enjoyed their dinner getting to know one another better. Though for the most part, Craig merely sat back content to listen to the women talking as though they had known one another for years."So what is it you do anyway?" Sandy had asked her. "You look like a model!"It was the first time she had actually blushed. "Me? A model? No!" she laughed. "I am an interior designer, though in a way I guess you could say I do modeling. Or rather remodeling of. St Augustine's was a rare mixed boarding school, having been accused of favouring students with extremely wealthy parents it opened it's doors to a larger audience, subsidising around 30% of their pupils entry fee's with those of the remaining 70% to produce a fair mix of social and cultural backgrounds at the school. All students there were high achievers, although many had behavioural problems. For this reason, although the school itself was mixed, the residences were separate from the. Upon reaching Alissa’s room, she got her bikini out of her bag, expecting the girl to give her some privacy. Alissa made no move to leave. ‘Excuse me, Alissa?’ ‘Hmm. Oh, sorry. Mom and I are so used to just changing or wandering around, near-starkers, I forget everyone’s not like us. Hey Sabrina, it’s just us girls, y’know?’ Sabrina knew she should protest, but couldn’t form the words. She felt timid in Alissa’s presence, the girl was so sexually appealing, her urges were simmering. Still, this.