Shannon had a habit of procrastinating and it was time for her to measure up.“Fine,” Shannon replied, grabbing some of the papers from the stack. ...She bent over and pulled open the filing drawer and proceeded to stuff the papers into the files as I sat and took in a lovely view of her very cute ass, peeking out from under her very short mini-skirt. Suddenly, she glanced back at me, and I was once again caught.She didn’t say anything, as I quickly looked away, trying to pretend like I was not. Sue had talked about testing out early for her BSc and was looking at whether she was ready or not. His help with her English Lit paper brought her a very high mark and some complimentary notes from her professor. She beamed with delight and excitement at the paper, unable to wait to show Jesse. She met him late one afternoon at the store and danced around him and Grant, waving the marked paper in front of them.“I didn’t do it, Sue ... you did,” he said, still smiling at her happiness. “You. “Really?” she asked. “Yeah,” he said. “I’ve thought they were sexy for a long time.” Considering her age, that might have disturbed her, but it didn’t. He’d been watching her for a long time, probably longer than she’d been fantasizing about him. That made this moment even more perfect in her eyes. His hand moved to the front of her panties. She moaned and parted her legs, wanting him to touch her. He was feeling how warm she was there, how moist her panties had become. The odor of her arousal. He had had this happen to him before, but only rarely. Always, when it got like that, the metal he was working on would turn out to be something of special worth or exceptional beauty. When Water left this time, he set aside the blade he'd been working on, not willing to risk that his arm no longer had the special touch that it had shown when she was present to see him work. Instead, he spent the afternoon fashioning arrow points that required only his surface attention.That night, after his.