I look in the mirror while I brush, dark green eyes stare back at me, freckles along my cheeks, and fleshy pink lips, even if you couldn't see my hair... you'd be able to tell I was ginger, my lily-white skin practically glows in the dark. I put away my toothbrush, and grab a towel out of the cupboard, place it on a hook next to the shower and begin the remove my pyjamas. I never worry too much about my body, guess all my insecurity lies on top of my head, I'm pretty slim, my boobs are fine, 34B. I got close to her pussy to see if he had cum and the odor was strong and a thick string was was hanging from her clitoris. I about puked. What had I let happen? Adrenaline kicked in and I suddenly woke up. I pulled up my pants. I helped her to her feet picked up her panties. I then led her outside. There was a man sitting at a desk in front of the club outside. He could tell I was upset. He asked if we were okay. I said I just need a cab. He blinked a flash light and 5 seconds later a cab. Sometimes that depends on me. But if you are reading this story for kicks, sorry. Not this time. Maybe later I can help you with that. LoL} Sally was soaked in sweat when she answered the doorbell. She squealed and gave me a big sloppy hug, messing up my clothes. I didn’t mind, stepping through the door into my home felt good. Yes, my home, back in Oregon. It was hotter than the holy hubs of hell out, rare for Oregon. I just plopped down on the couch, nearly a month of staring at the inside. But the idea I had for this girl was just too good to just give up. The ultimate slutty school girl, the catholic school girl. Tight skirt, rosary beads, a low top, and ruby red garments. All the profs would be breaking their zipper with a hard-on. So far, I had nothing over my two day stalk. She was perfect, I was running out of time, and I would be forced to drop my idea, even though I didn’t want to. Then I caught it. She got a text on her phone in the library and instantly went looking.