Fortunately, his class was always my last class of the day. Lately, I had been finding it more difficult to keep from caressing myself right their in ...the classroom. Thank god, I finally lost the battle. I think that Bob knew the effect he had on us girls because he would always caress our bare arms, backs, or necks as he stood by our desks checking our work. Lately he had singled me out for special attention. He would set on the edge of his desk, a few feet from where I sat, as he lectured.. ” Her expression was so cute that I had to kiss her, so I did.It was much later that we disengaged long enough to revisit the idea of moving somewhere we both might enjoy living. “I’ve always loved the mountains. I’d love to live somewhere away from the ocean, because I’m kind of afraid of hurricanes, and not near California, because earthquakes scare me.” Abby was being transparent about her hopes and fears, but ignoring the deeper question, which was whether she was willing to live with me. . Greta swallowed the final bite of mince pie in her mouth. Her tummy rumbled, still unsatisfied.What was it Wendy said to him outside? That he looked good enough to EAT... ?Maybe it was just her pent-up hunger, or the cannibal-themed art on the wall, or Wendy’s words echoing in her head... “I could just eat you up”... But Greta was now suddenly struck with the crazy, yet uncannily vivid notion that it might be a very satisfying experience to... ... Eat her brother, like that savory meat pie. "No, it is alright, Sammie, we're family, even though we're not blood-related," I answered, coming to her.We encased our arms around each other even though most of her body showed. I smiled, but jiggled a little bit. I couldn't see Jeff, but I was sure he smirked back at us.'Jeff does have a free-spirited and sexy sister,' I thought before I let go of her. "Are you stunning by the way." Thank you, if you don't want the thong, I can take it back." No, I own a few already, but I don't wear them.