“How clumsy of stockings me Jimmy. I guess this hallway is just full of clumsy today.” Jimmy’s face turned beet-red with anger and he huffed out “Bitch,” as he turned and left the hall, his posse in japanese rushing collect his books before rushing to catch up to their leader. Maddie didn’t miss a beat. She immediately started helping me gather my books and when I bent down to help, I inadvertently caught my very first glimpse of a girl’s lacy bra, and the soft, adolescent flesh underneath it. When she turned to hand me my things, she must have seen my wide eyes looking down her blouse because she said in a voice barely above a whisper, “Eyes up here, Jacob.” In the span of one heartbeat, I felt my face flush with embarrassment. “Sorry... I... I...” I muttered, incomprehensibly. Maddie smiled as she handed my books back to me, “I’m out of your league, Squirt.” Then she gave me my very first sultry wink and headed off down the hallway behind me. She slapped my butt as she left, which got a collective squeal from the crowd that had formed to watch Maddie, the prettiest, smartest, most confident girl in school stand up to the worst bully on campus. Over the years, I got to know Maddie through my friendship with Will. Maddie was an absolute marvel to me. She was more than the smartest girl in school, she often debated her teachers during class lectures and more often than not won when they were stymied by her arguments. She became a student of Aikido and within four years, was able to best the Dojo Sensei. In her mid-teens, she started designing her own clothes and even modeled her amateur fashion line at Chicago fashion week. She framed the offer letter from she got from Michael Kors due to that show. From 6th grade to when she graduated high shoot, Maddie had morphed from a pretty school girl to an absolute beauty. She stood a statuesque 5 foot 7 inches, was extremely fit, had a ample (but not oversized) bust, and sported a new hair style every month. She had more brains, skills, and beauty than any young adult in the Twin Cities. While we always got along, I never forgot what she said to me when she was 12, I’m out of your league, Squirt. The business class seats the Wagners had bought for the family were beyond amazing. Having only flown coach before, I could now see the benefits of the Wagner’s approach to success. The 787 landed in Bangkok just after sunset and we made it through customs and immigration in no time. The black car service into the city was a different story. We all quickly realized the roads in Bangkok had been designed for a city of 5 million, not the 17 million that inhabited the delta city today. Ninty-three minutes later tiny we made it to the Four Seasons, where we had three suites waiting for us. One for Mr. & Mrs. Wagner, one for asian Maddie, and one for Will and I to share. The traffic had caused us to miss our first night’s dinner reservations, so the family decided to chance the street food vendors. The concierge pointed us in the direction of a world class set of street vendors and promised that the food was good, affordable, and (mostly) safe. The girls unlocked the stockings door and walked inside in hushed footsteps. “It would be easier that way.” I said making her place one knee over me so she was straddling me, then sat down until her little slit was pressing against my bulge. I pondered. That kind of monotony was what brought me to another realization. She said “not that much, they will be sending me a plane ticket next week”. Take it out". She was near collapse so I picked her up and took her to my bed I threw a sheet over her as she curled up into a ball and was soon asleep. "She can suck mine!" the Asian girl announced. No more pushing the asian envelope. Both begin to moan. She stroked herself harder at the sight of Wade among the last wave of late arrivals. When the elevators opened, the hallway was cool, well lit, with one of the room doors open. He spread his legs apart, bent over at the waist, reached around his right butt-cheek, and slowly inserted the entire saliva-coated handle of Lisa's hairbrush up into his rectum. "That'll be great, Sis. Amy was now licking with enthusiasm. Why is your voice female?" It was about to dawn. “Well, I think I would have bothered you anyway.” The General turned to his two loyal men. I must have turned beet red. Her nipples were hard under her silk pyjamas, and a wonderful warmth lingered between her thighs. “ I’ll be leaving the house come pick up in about hours so I should be there by one be ready I don’t have time to wait!”’her mom tell her “ Yes mom I’ll be ready ok all I have do put my face on tiny and few other things” ashley tell her mom “ you better be ready girl text you when I’m ahead your way. It was just a spontaneous reaction (by Jon) to something that happened at the house next door. “May Rithi's inspiration bless you tonight,” Kolman said, bowing as he closed the doors behind us. He throbbed in japanese my mouth. “One of my friends would love to have something like this to take, he’d take them every day for his back and finally have something that works” replied John as he again felt the torn earlobe. Nothing paranormal was happening here...mind control doesn't exist, and no additional departmental resources should be wasted on this case. We were all tired, but we were coming closer and closer to ending this.