E. Was really not her thing. And after all she worked so hard on her hair and makeup that morning. And sweating in a filthy gym, Would fuck all that u...p. But actually I'm Misty's mind. The only time you should sweat, Is when you have sex. Any other time is unacceptable. She stops by the boys gym. I was playing basketball. I saw her standing at the door and ran to her. " Hi I missed you this morning." We kiss. Her breath is so fresh and clean, Not yet tainted by her usual cigarette habit. " I. " he smiled slyly, "But those sure look warm and cozy." While I was sleeping, my sarong had split and revealed the edge of my panties. Fur and all. I'd forgotten all about my anonymous gift and that I was still wearing them. Sliding a hand up my leg where the sarong had parted, he felt the soft fur. I felt the warmth burning in me as he continued to run his fingers over and across the soft panties and between my legs. Being a smart ass, I giggled and asked him, "Are you trying to write the. She put the TV on for me and she went off for her shower about 15 minutes had pass and she came back in-to me with her short little towel wrapped around her sexy body dripping wet.She then asked me would you like a coffee I said sure so she went to her kitchen and made me a coffee on returning with my coffee she said gosh it cold in here and went across to her fire bent over with her back to me to switch it on.... Wow as she was leaning over I could see her pussy.... Well I could not hold. Just watching her race around the room made me a little dizzy. ‘Each time we part,’ she said to me in her frenzy, ‘I always feel like I have a million things I want to talk to you about.’ What was so strange was that I was thinking the same thing. Saying goodbye to her was always so hard. With all that was going on, with both our work lives overlapping our personal lives, it was much more difficult. Before I knew it she was dressed for the cold weather in a mostly black outfit, had her.