?You: I can see it now.....sex with my teacher * sarcastically* Soo FuunStranger: Hmm. Yes, yes indeed. You'll get to find *that* out. Now, do be kind...and bend over my desk?You: Um.....Ok. *i lean over your desk, my jeans barley staying up on my ass*Stranger: That's a good girl. A very good girl *slaps your ass, then slowly pulls the jeans down and pushes the red panties aside.You: *moans slighty*Stranger: Tell me, Alex, are you good at addition, at least?You: Yes i am, Im not stupidStranger:. Luckily it wasn't that far. Just a quarter mile or so. I was glad to see she hadn't lost any of her excitement for what it was she wanted to show me as it seemed like record time we made it back to her house quicker than normal. Normally we aren't in a hurry as much as we just enjoy each others company but if she's excited, I am excited for her. Once inside her house, she put her books down on the table by the front door while I did the same. The house was pretty quiet as her two older. The Cincinnati class boats, as opposed to the more common work or packet boats, were especially built for luxurious and leisurely travel. The salon on the Irish Princess sported huge, cut glass chandeliers with their kerosene lamps, elegant linen table cloths, and expensive chairs and benches of native wood from North Carolina.Cutlery and china were equally elegant and expensive. Rich, deep carpeting covered the deck. About one third of the rear of the salon was partitioned off and labeled as,. Jenny didn't answer; she just continued to stare at my naked backside. Mom joined her at the window and smiled."Oh, I'm so sorry, Jenny. I'd completely forgot that Rick is out there getting some sun. Do you want me to wake him up and have him put something on?"Jenny never looked away from my body. "Uh... no, that's okay," she said.Mom looked at her, then at me. "Are you sure, Dear? Can you still help me clean up here with a naked boy asleep in the backyard?" Uh... sure! I was just a little.