Rate this story When I was in High School, there was this girl, I’ll call her Carol. She had a deep voice, a full body and legs all the way up to her neck. She lived a short distance from my grandparents, and since sometimes I would have to go to their house on the way home, I would ask her if she minded if I walked with her. I would try to walk behind her as much as possible to get a view of her great ass under her always tight skirts. In our senior year, we shared the...
