Dad looked at me quizzically. I didn't pay much attention to his stares as he himself was a late riser. I silently pulled a chair."How come you're so ...late today?" Mom asked me as she furnished a plate in front of me and handed me a sandwich."I was studying late." I replied hurriedly as I began nibbling at my sandwich. Then I realized my mistake. Roly knew very well that lights in my room went off early last night.I looked at her. She was staring at me but her face showed no surprise.Mom was. ” “We have all night, maybe later.” I could see that the thought of this had Joy quite hot, and she was concentrating hard. I could see she was trying to get herself off. “Relax; you don’t have to come yet.” She lifted up and looked at me. “I can never come when having sex.” “That’s because you are trying too hard. Just concentrate on the feeling, and do whatever feels good. Don’t worry about what I may think. Then if it happens, it will happen.” She lay back onto me and kissed my neck.. Let’s just clear the field ... No panties.”“Knickers.”“That’s right. Although you’re wearing neither panties nor knickers. So, it’s equally correct to say that you lack the one as that you lack the other. Anyway, do you know what happens to sassy British schoolgirls who go out without their knickers?”“The schoolmaster lets them off their spanking ‘cause he likes the view?”“Wrong answer. British schoolmasters are incorruptible. (Besides most of them are queer as a three-pound note.) The sassy. I went back the next day and she left at the same time. I went in that day to have a look around her house. It was a spacious 3 bedroom place, with no evidence of a boyfriend or kids. I looked briefly around her bedroom, which was innocuous at best. She had normal clothes, nothing too kinky, no evidence of sex toys. She was by all accounts -- normal. I found a planner in her office with her work and social activities. It seemed that she was a creature of habit and worked every day from 9-5 with.