'Where the hell is Stacy?' he thought. "Eh-hum" came from behind him, knowing it has to be Stacy X, the newest and most attractive guest to come to th...e institute. He and the X-men rescued her from a massacre in a mutant whorehouse where religious zealots were trying to kill all of the mutant prostitutes. When he turned around to look at her he got the surprise of his life. Standing right behind him was Stacy, completely naked, giving him the sexiest look he has ever seen. She looks him up and. "Yes, Jeff, I have a few pairs of peep-toes style. I might just want to see you in my heel, I want to make you happy, but you are going to have to make me happy too. ." Well, that seems only right." Oh, Jeff, we can have such a good time together." So Gert, you play the piano?" Yes, how did you know?" I have to figure that anyone who knows who Chopin was, they'd be more likely to know about the man who made polish sausages so famous. I can see ol Frederick Chopin munchin' on a sausage as his. She wriggled to get comfortable, and I felt the crotch of her panties rub against my foot. I smiled to myself and pushed my foot up to make firm contact with her cotton covered pussy.She didn't object, or move, except to wriggle a little more. I rubbed my foot against her crotch as we all sat watching telly. I could feel the dampness spreading across her knickers, and could see her breasts heaving hard in the little vest top and white, lacey bra.I felt he legs tense a little on either side of. “I will bring that up in a few minutes, baby,” I replied as I moved back to the door. “Wait until you come and kiss me before you leave for work baby, we are going to be too busy to drink it at the moment,” Carole told me. I finished getting ready for work and poured three glasses of orange juice for them. As I walked up the stairs it seemed very quiet and again I knocked and waited to be allowed in. It was about a minute later that Chris called out to me to enter and I opened the door. I could.