My hand rubs your ass over the skirt and I continue to lean against you, rubbing against your ass and thighs. I lift your skirt a little and moan “M...mm, cute pink panties, very sexy.” I reach in the drawer and pull out a ruler and playfully start to spank your ass cheeks with it. Not enough to hurt a lot but really starts to sting. I say “I’ve always wanted to be an art teacher, I wonder if I can get the color of your panties to match the color of your reddening flesh” as I keep spanking you. I. Just in case their attention wandered, Devon, in an exaggerated movement, put her arm around Janice and they began to kiss, apparently passionately. The girls kept this up for a few minutes before Millie said out of nowhere, "Hey! There's Grant!" and set off back up the strip. Janice, Devon and Denise followed, but Sue had disappeared — and so had her target."Mission accomplished!" laughed Millie as they regrouped down the street, white teeth flashing brightly in her dark face. The girls. Neither of us had bothered to turn off the maker before we fell asleep. It had not burnt dry, but had still filled the kitchen with the scent equivalent of that horrible taste restraunt coffee that has been brew at the tail end of the lunch rush acquires about four in the afternoon.For his part, the cat filled the room with his very vocal complaints about the length of time the microwave took to warm his before nap treat to the minimum acceptable temperature. Granted, he said this in cat but. I haven't started to shrink down yet, and I take pills so that I won't. There's not an ounce of extra fat on me - except on my boobs. Nothing sags; I fill out a sweater nicely and I can still tell when I see a guy for the first time and I know that he'd like to fuck me, even at this age. On this particular occasion, I had known what Melissa planned, and what I planned, so there was no need for me to be wearing any underwear. I keep my bush neatly trimmed; that's for my own mental health, since.