Of course Renee knows she is a good girl!

She tried hard not to think about how much over there someone was waking up and tried to calm her hot ardors by taking a shower. In front of her cabinet mirror Renee opted for a nice wide skirt that came up to the knee, a hoodie with a zipper down the front. To choose her underwear, on the other hand, she thought about it quite a bit, although in the end she “reluctantly” chose a bra with a zippered front opening and a pair of ordinary panties. She carefully avoided panties with silly designs and put on a fairly sober pair in gray. She looked in the mirror and it was obvious that her top piece was more suitable for the beach and not for going to school but she wanted to avoid having her clothes ripped off again. Finally she put on a pair of sandals that had a minimal heel but were easy to take off....

The Red went downstairs where she found her parents and brother already having breakfast, they all realized that Renee was in a skirt without pantyhose, there were different reactions: her father was amazed, her brother teased her while her mother only gave her a brief wink. Here of all, that was the only one that really made her nervous. As she responded in kind to her brother's jokes, her mother smiled to see how scantily dressed her daughter was compared to her usual attire. Not only when Renee said she was taking the bus her mother wished her a safe journey with a blatant double entendre that she understood on the fly and began to feel that “someone” over there was starting to quiver...Her brother was going to school accompanied by his friend's father.

Just before she left the house to reach the stop, her mother winked back at her with a big smile that only had the effect of making her run for her life by closing the door behind her in a hurry. As she ran, not so much because she was late, at least this time, but as if to distance her more sinful thoughts that would not stop blooming in her head she finally arrived at the stop. With breathlessness, not so much from running, but from her body's reactions she tried to clear her mind when she saw in the distance that the bus was coming. It stopped at her and the driver opened the doors for her. With legs that felt like jelly Renee climbed the stairs and once inside looked to see where Tracy was.

Tracy already from the window had seen how what she considered her pet was dressed and was thrilled. As soon as her “baby,” as she had taken to calling her borrowing the term from her mother, got on she merely nodded and noticing that the Redhead was looking for her invited her as planned to sit beside her. When Renee, gathering all her strength, went toward her masseuse, she discovered that the seat was not the one by the aisle but the one by the window. The two greeted each other quite formally, but Kelsey's daughter was smiling, the Redhead's smile was quite strained which did not escape Miss Cunningham's attentive gaze....

“Oh finally! -turning to her almost in a whisper- Tell me did you touch yourself last night in your little bed thinking about what we did? I did...”