We all knew she came from a difficult family situation and that made her care especially for children, animals and basically everything small that nee...ded protection. Susan wanted to hear more about the angry/crazy mother, but since I couldn’t tell her that much about what had really happened in the attack, she soon fell quiet. We talked about other things for a while, Rose’s gardening efforts, Susan’s latest financial accomplishments, Mary’s crazy t-shirts, small, normal, comfortable things. I. I knew that he’d be looking down at my spread pussy and that made me tingle even more. As I was standing there on my hands I remembered the times that I did it at home. Sometimes me only wearing the large T-shirt that I wore in bed. The difference being that doing it with Nathan holding my ankles I wasn’t wearing a T-shirt to fall down to around my hands. Throughout the whole session I knew from the angle of the camera that my pussy was the focal point of most of the photographs, sometimes. The skirt stuck out prettily from my hips looking almost as short as a PE skirt that schoolgirls wear. I had sheer black tights underneath and as I looked in the mirror I saw why Emily had liked my legs so much. The tiny, tiny, flared skirt made them look incredibly long and the heels of the shoes helped make them look more slender and shapely. I would have to be extremely careful how I moved tonight as the skirt was almost indecent!I met Emily and unfortunately she insisted on several games of. “Well before I left for Yale I finally came back here to see how he was doing and maybe work my legs again. Have to admit he was a decent lay. But when I got here to surprise him at his house all decked out in a skin tight baseball uniform with nothing on underneath but an empty jockstrap. When he opened the door that’s when I found out about Jessica.” Steph was completely hooked now, sometimes life was better than any soap opera. “What did you do?” Amanda turned away, “What else was I.