“Parents can be sooo lame sometimes,” Maureen had said, finishing her story about how she had been sent to her bedroom way before bedtime just bec...ause she had said something about how homework sucked and that she totally hated school.“Did you do your homework?” she had asked, and Chrissy had just nodded absentmindedly, whereupon Maureen had flicked her fingers in front of her face a couple of times and mocked: “Helluuuu... anybody there?”That had put her out of her thoughts for a moment, but. I sure did not look forward to an enema, but he would know if I didn't do it.I put on my shortest skirt. It was older and too small. It covered my ass, but not by much. I found the thickest white shirt I owned. You could see my nipples through it, but at least it kept me from jiggling so much.I started cleaning the house and had to work hard to get the stains off the table. It seemed that the harder I worked, the more worked up I got. I had to stop twice during the cleaning to play with myself.. ”Allison was embarrassed, terrified, and intrigued all over again. Part of the embarrassment was that she had not put this together on her own; she knew to some extent, but at the same time, assigning the title “sex party” to the situation somehow made things different.“We don’t use given names.” Lacey went on, “In our house, it will be okay; but I want you to start thinking of a name that you would like to be called, something that makes you feel sexy. That will be the name you are called by. ’ Tentatively, he kissed the rim of the glass, and then hoisted it high. ‘To you, my love. I miss you so much and won’t ever forget you. Happy Valentine’s Day. Cheers.’ Downing the wine in a few determined gulps, he refilled his glass. As he contemplatively chewed a bite of garlic bread, Joey recalled Beth’s first bashful dinner invitation, and of course she had served him this dish with a nervous smile and expectant expression in her beautiful eyes. They made love for the first time that.