.. well... you are going to be forced to do a lot more than paintingshit and putting props up..."Anthony kicked off his ridiculous heels, "Screw it, I...'m out..."Madison jumped in to the conversation, "You are leaving and facing jail?Guess you really do want to get butt fucked." After I tell them al this shit that happened today, this pageant willbe a thing of the past and all of YOU will be arrested," Anthony said indefense.Amber smiled. "My dad is a lawyer and can get me out of anything. Youare. His trousers bulged against the steering wheel while I spread my legs further, teasing the bald chubby old man that was driving the car. I continued, pretending as if nothing had happened, as if I was at home on my own couch, while my eyes flickered to his face, as he kept an eye on what my fingers were doing. I slowly pulled my panties down to my ankles, taking time in re spreading my legs, wanting to tease him. I flicked at my pierced clit, my eyes peeping back to the drivers face as his. Be at your desk promptly at 6 p.m.Remember that dress codes are strictly enforced in my class. Be dressed in yourproper school attire and have your assignment completed. There will be aninspection of both you and your homework. Firmly, Head Master Reading the note both thrills herand fills her with angst. She knows that his assignments can be trying attimes. He knows all of her fears and insecurities and sometimes uses them toher disadvantage. Perhaps the fear is part of the thrill. She goes. Her motherhad her trying on the leotard to see if her new bra would show throughthe dancewear. The leotard had gotten stuck on the bra straps and that iswhy she was having trouble with it. Her mother helped her with her braproblems and she did look really cute in the outfit. I'd have put on awrap around skirt or tutu just to cover the bottom up a little.I hadn't thought about what problems I might run into with my bra.Remember, Mother wanted me to stuff my bra with a couple of panties ineach.