Two hours later and the man was begging to sell it to him.Rebecca had helped with the design and layout. Today was his first showing, and it was a big... hit. Brian had two other metal artists as his clients and three more in talks. His name was spreading around the city. People were talking about his way of selling and buying art. Not just metal. One of his potential clients used nothing but day to day trash to create works of art."How much for this one?" a man with a thick Scottish accent. I was getting frustrated."Here...I can help." Nancy finally said. For a minute I thought she was going to give me a "Blow Job" but I realize now she probably didn't even know what that was. Hell, I barely knew! Sex wasn't all over the place like it is now. Anyway, I watched as Nancy took her little panties and began to tease her pussy with them. Her legs were now well apart and my eyes had adjusted to the dim light and I could see her pussy! Two smooth pink lips! So simple and pure. Just a. Ifelt my scrotum disappearing, then my dick shrinking away. My body feltweek,I could not get off the floor, until the pain in my crotch final stopped.Then it felt like an electric current was flowing inside me, my skin wascrawling, as the room started spinning. Everything faded from a soft blurto total darkness. When my vision cleared I finally managed to get backup. It seemed everything in the room was slightly bigger. However eventhough I realized I was getting shorter, my clothes felt. The wife pushed back a little saying that it sounded like rules you would invoke on a teenager and that she would never agree to the rules. I just smiled, and explained that if the daughter wanted to live like a teenager then she would be treated like a teenager.When the daughter came home from her job, we sat down and I laid it all out for her. I also explained that she would be expected to abide by the same rules as her mother, about keeping the house clean, etc. She was expected to come up.