Has Mr. Morrison already had his bags picked up?’ I asked him while I gathered my luggage around my feet, looking for the small sedan I had ordered ...to take me to the airport. ‘Yes Miss. Mr. Morrison’s bags are in the trunk and he is waiting in the car. He wishes for you to travel with him to the airport, so I took the liberty of sending away the other car.’ He looked slightly smug as he informed me of the change in plan. I sighed, a breath of defeat, and handed the old chauffeur my bags.. It was with that in mind that Erik casually stared over at Jacky as she showered next to him. He couldn’t help but note that the more attractive girls were far more likely to use the school showers. Apparently the confidence needed to strip down in front of classmates was bolstered by having a nice body. Just as Jacky was lathering up, Erik stepped up and grabbed her from behind. His arms wrapped around her chest and went straight for her breasts. ‘Here, let me help you.’ He offered, giving a. .." I murmur, rubbing my eyes as I head into my dark kitchen. I click the coffee maker on and head to the bathroom for my shower. As I scrub myself down with my new body wash, I find my thoughts drifting back to Damien. He still has my panties! I feel the familiar tingle between my legs at the thought of our wonderful morning yesterday. I cannot hide my grin as I wash the suds from my body. After I've gotten dressed, leaving my panties behind, I head out for a cup of coffee. "I wonder what. At the restaurant, Tess could hardly wait to get through the polite preliminaries, so that she could ask Roy for her mail from home. Naturally, when she got it she went right for the 8 x 10 envelope -- already opened -- with the calendar art inside.Kim, too, was interested. Roy, who'd heard nothing about the calendar proposal, hovered over Tess' other shoulder as she turned the pages.I just sat there, on the opposite side of the table, postponing gratification."No nudity," Tess said, finally,.