I did come in here to actually take a shower you know.? Scott opened the sliding glass door and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and... his clothes off the floor he slipped out of the bathroom and into the darkness, crossing the hallway to his room. Carla, turned the water to its hottest setting, which wasn't very hot after all the time it had been running and took her normal quick shower: arms, legs, crotch, ass, hair and teeth all in quick order. Once she was clean she. .stop keep asking me...that's about a million times now" Sarah's hurt look prompting me to apologise "sorry" I smiled warmly "it's just....I really want to do this but I'm nervous aswel, I suppose I'm worried if you keep asking I might back out". Sarah, understanding and patient as always admitted she was also nervous, probably Bertie too. After all, it was a first for them all.The next night as I got ready for Sarah to pick me up I stared into my bedroom mirror "what are you doing?" I. "I've got to run out for a few chores," she blushes, "I'll be back tonight." Slowly she approaches Max, her bust wobbles with each step, leaning over to kiss Max's cheek. His mother Rae has always been a klutz and slutty, but she always meant well.Max thought to himself, 'I'm sure mom wasn't this tall, and busty.' Shaking his head all flustered, "Okay mom!" wondering if something was up, knowing she never left the house unless groceries was needed. Max watched as she walks away, the bouncing of. Doing no more wondering on my thoughts I decided to save her. “Sorry. I’m just nervous.This is my first time like this soooooo.” I don’t know if it was at my clumsiness or my nervousness but anyway for whatever the reason, she giggled at least. “It’s ok. I’m nervous too if you can’t tell by now. And when you didn’t call me once from your office, I was nervous even more.” She replied much to my chagrin. FUCK, I thought. CALL…fuck fuck fuckity fuck. Yes, I could call her from the office and I.