Chapter 25: Get anything
To keep her engaged, Lor had her act out problems. For 28 + 15, he said, "Pretend you're picking flowers.
Take 28 steps, then 15 more." Nellie tiptoed across the carpet, counting aloud, "28... 29... up to 43, meow!"
Her skirt flared with each step, flashing her stockings, her big ass bouncing slightly, the bell chiming in rhythm. She spun to face him, beaming, her glasses slipping, her gray eyes sparkling.
"I did it, meow!"
"Exactly," Lor said, clapping, his grin wide.
He stepped closer, his hand hovering near her shoulder, feeling the warmth of her excitement. For 19 - 7, he had her "give away" steps, walking backward from 19, counting down to 12.
"12, meow!" she said, her ash-burned braids bouncing, her big ass swaying as she stopped, her stockings shimmering.
Lor used paper for bigger numbers, like 25 + 13.
"Rip 25 pieces, then 13 more," he said, leaning against the table, his hazel eyes following her movements.