...........................................................................The three girls could easily have walked to school . I was well under a mil...e, but as Mrs Parker had “people carrier” and she intended it to be used to carry people!Harriet and Hermoine had smoked all of the ciggs and Harriet would have liked to pop into the post office to nick another packet.Nicky fags from Mr Sandhu was a piece of cake .Hermoine would simply bend over at the chill cabinet to get a coke exposing her. Without another thought, I quickly shoved my shorts and panties down and off of my feet, and then shrugged out of the thin cotton blouse.I was completely naked, sitting in the chair with my long legs spread wide. For some indefinable reason I wanted to act the part of a brazen slut as my mind began to summon images of my mother naked and holding me close to her lovely breasts. I could almost feel her arms around me while I greedily sucked her fat, hard nipples. "Feed me, mommy!" I hissed. A Femme Fatale, I almost persuadedmyself.I chose the same wig as before because I just love its long bob style.Leaning over the sink I gripped the wig at the top and placed it firmlyon the top of my head. Standing up I let the hair fall to my shouldersand brushed it in to place with my wig brush. With my long dark tressesflowing behind me I positively skipped back to my bedroom. Gemma was infull flow now.The first thing I did was stand in front of my full length mirror andadjust the seams of my. He slowly began to stroke his fingertips in waves down her body; starting at her throat, they gradually progressed across her breasts, over her tummy and ended by dancing an incredibly gentle fingertip touch across her clit. As he did so, he could feel Meg’s body shake as she clenched around him in pleasure and anticipation.‘Your body is so beautifully responsive,’ murmured Jack. ‘Like playing an exquisite musical instrument.’‘I’ve never reacted like this to anyone before,’ admitted Meg.‘We’d.