"Whatever," he thought as he pulled into his driveway, "I'll deal with that later."James arrived at home a couple hours before he normally would. "I s...hould use this time to work on school assignments and get to bed early," he told himself. His plans fell apart though when he walked into his house and was greeted by a chorus of "Hey-oh!"s. David's girlfriend, Brianna, and her friend, Amy, were sitting with James' roommates at the kitchen table, laughing, drinking, and playing cards. He decided. The overhead day-lights went on, filling the room with bright light that dilated my purples and hurt my eyes. Once acclimated, I couldn't help but look at Janna, for she became radiant in the bright light. A tiny thing, with a hot gymnastic body under her small clothes, for sure. I could tell by the way she moved that she was a natural dancer. And that voice, that fucking voice, it was like Oxycontin to my ears. She came to my bedside, took hold of my hand. "You poor soul..." Looking into my. "We'll get the breakfast dishes cleaned up and then while Imake the lunch sandwiches and the boys come in for lunch you'll beupstairs. You can read a ladies magazine if you like or practice withyour high heels or in doing your own makeup if you like or you can lookthrough your closet and try on a few dresses," Mrs. Foster said as shewatched with satisfaction as Dale wiggled and minced limp wristed to thekitchen table, his high heels clicking. She watched as he gathered thedishes up then began. I smirked. If her only concern was that we would get interrupted, she would not put up much of a resistance to my advances. “I'll lock it,” I proposed in a friendly voice. “And when I return, I want your clothes gone.”Gingerly I got up and walked to the door, with more of a seductive sway in my hips than I thought I could muster. I locked it up, and then turned around expectantly. She did not disappoint.She had pulled off her green tank top, and the nice, full breasts that I had only glimpsed.