SOME NEW PAINT
Jenny balanced on the bare toes of one foot; the other foot waved back and forth though the air as she stretched to paint above the window. Just below the rear hem of her short jean skirt were the smooth bare curves of her bottom. The more she stretched, the clearer it became she wore no panties, and the more dark skin on the back of her mound was exposed."Don't knock the paint over," her mother called from the other side of the room as she knelt to paint below an outlet. Sue's eyes lingered as...