I’m sure that you would be very surprised how easy it would be for you to get some volunteers!” She laughed.“That’s wonderful. I have a meetin...g with the Head Mistress tomorrow morning so I’m sure we’ll come to a decision about more sessions then. I’ll email you and we can sort some dates out.” She picked up Pauline’s sports bag and smiled.“Wonderful. I am getting pretty busy, believe it or not, but I’d be delighted to come back here to help you out.” The older woman picked up her hockey stick. Can I take a message?"Paul grimaced and shook his head. "No, no message," he said sadly and put the phone down. He wondered if he his friend was avoiding him. It had been a week since they last met and the summer holiday was drawing to a close. There would be less time to play once a new term began and Paul felt as though they were growing apart. He sighed and trudged upstairs to his room to wait for his mother to leave."Are you alright, darling?"His mother's voice jerked him out of his reverie. When I got home I was so horned up I got a pair of panties and jacked off in them and made my plans to go back the next Saturday night. Getting out a small suitcase I packed every thing I would need and wear. I didn't want to walk out of my apartment dressed and have some one see me or recognize me so I would get dressed at cheap motel. Arriving at the bar I took a set on the Corner of the bar where I could be seen and get lots of attention and show of my sexy 5 inch stilettos and let my dress. I would fold it up neatly afterwards, obviously. I took off my robe and put on my clean undies – a pair of skimpy white panties and a low cut bra. I carried the parcel to my bedroom and began to dress in front of the mirror. The skirt was a bit short to tell you the truth. Very short actually. I turned to one side, laughing as I cocked my bum up and striking several naughty poses. The blouse was on the tight side too. I guess its intended recipient wasn’t a double D. It fit me, but only just..