A striptease in the bedroom window

Laura went into her bedroom and opened the blinds to look for the van. Sure enough, she saw the van near where she left it when she stormed off but now slowly rolling closer. She started to feel guilty about how she had acted. They were just making conversation, teasing her with invitations to flash them and to break her in half.

"I'll just have to tease those boys right back!" Laura decided as she saw the van slowly roll to a stop in front of her house. Knowing that they must be watching her through the window, Laura started unbuttoning her top, and in no time it was followed by her black lace bra as she reached behind her, unfastened it and released her large 'DD' breasts from captivity. It gave the blonde virgin an undeniable rush to now that a van-load of negroes were watching her strip-tease from outside, no doubt consumed with animal lust for a good little churchgoing white girl.

Lost in the moment, Laura realized that she had just kept right on stripping, taking down her skirt and panties so that her slim, toned legs and ass were also on display, and even her small tuft of flaxen pubic hair. She would never expose herself like this for boys she knew, but she figured that she'd never see these awful negroes again, so what was the harm? But just to ensure they got the message, she pretended to see the van for the first time, acted offended and flipped them that middle finger one last time before storming out of the room and into the adjoining bathroom.

'There, gave them a little thrill but still let them know who's the master around here,' Laura thought proudly to herself as she climbed into the shower. She discovered that she enjoyed teasing and frustrating boys and resolved to do it more often. She just wished she knew more black boys because they were the most fun of all. Laura was lost in thought, smiling to herself and she lathered her hot teenage body with soap, when suddenly she heard a door slam.

Her head snapped around, but unfortunately her eyes were full of suds. She realized that she couldn't remember locking the door, and in fact was pretty sure that she hadn't. Little Laura Hills had a sinking feeling in her chest as she realized that she was no longer alone in the house. "Who... who's there?" she called nervously.