"We can go to my place." As I said this he was pushing me up the stairs into the dark. "I would love to but I can't, I have to drive." I was on the first landing now standing almost naked in my heels and stockings. I threw my dress on the floor in disgust. He was back in front of the lift, he was doing up his trousers, trapping his erection up against his stomach and using his belt to hold it in place. The lift arrived. I stamped my foot hard in protest. My heel broke and I had to lean against the wall. He looked up towards the sharp sound from the darkness unable to see me but recognising the sound for what it was. "Sorry," he mouthed in my direction. The other two guys stumbled out of the lift. They were cursing and bad mouthing Meri and the other girls who, from what they were saying, had quickly thrown them out of the flat. One of them asked him about the other girl, not realising that I was only three metres away in the dark almost naked. "She went back to her car," he said,. Kara dressed in a white mini skirt -it probably had seven inches of fabric. Kara lovethis skirt because you could see the top of her bushy pussy(which kara had learned Derek liked). Her shirt was very tight today, one she'd had back in fourth grade; lucky for her the school dress sode was anything more than underclothes-bra, underwear, and so on. The shirt was also barely covering the space three inches above her belly button.Kara sprinted down the stairs, intent on getting a quick ceral bar and hurrying to school. But two things stopped her. First, her reflection in the hallway mirror. She wasn't conceded but today she couldn't help herself. Kara's slim body was complimented nicely by the super-short clothes. Her three-inch heels wereworking out better than she planned. Kara's mahongany hair hung in curls over her shoulders. Her peach skin contrasted nicely with the red shirt, and the white skirt was a perfect match.The second thing that stopped her, once in the kitchen, was her.
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