"It's none of your business Fola".He hated her crude accented English. He hated the fact that she was 2 years older than him. He hated her bossy –kn...ow – it - all -attitude, always trying to assert herself over him when she visited. Wasn't she was just a simpleton from the village in those days that his parents supported? Though he conceded that she always did well with her grades in spite if her disadvantaged position.He heard the door close and smelt the (un) fragrance of freshly sewn batik. " I piped up and told Joe that Beth and I had talked about this on the way over and we were sure that to do this right you'd need to work very, very closely to her privates and we figured a way to handle it so Beth was comfortable and it would also let him do his work. "Really" was all he said. "Yep" I replied and I stood up and walked over by Beth. I told Joe that I was going to cover things with my hand so he could work as high as he wanted. Old Joes eyes kind of lit up but all he said. Just as he entered he briefly saw her nakedness from behind as she wrapped a fluffy white towel around herself, opening the door to the sauna and slipping in. He quickly stripped down and pulled a towel off the shelf for himself. His manhood already beginning to stiffen, and he had to concentrate hard to stop it rising to its playful extension and poke out the endge of his towel. He entered the sauna and there she sat, beads of sweat beginning to form on her golden brown shoulders. The. "Sure, Warren. What is it?" Go into the ladies room and take off your panties and bring them to me."Gail was stunned at the request. But she also felt her pussy contracting as the wet dewdrops formed on her inner lips."I must be crazy," she said, and attempted a subterfuge, "but a dare's a dare. You're on," she said and she said it with enthusiasm.Warren surprised her again. "I'm not daring you to do anything. I want you to take off your panties and come back here," he said this softly, looking.