When I saw it I couldn't help but smile, too.But then my eyes were pulled back up to the ceiling as I wondered again about what had happened to me, an...d whether it was a good thing or not.The memory of two nights ago still had me shaking my head. I was stunned when Linda told me that each of the previous five women who had stood in for Hildie had come away wanting to be more than a one time companion. That despite the fact that I had acted as if they were Hildie several times during the 'date'. ...the second is lower but still not hitting the spot.........the third finds it directly and smarts ....i try not to show any reaction but he has noticed......."so the slut has a sensitive spot does she?" wack the fourth is on the same spot..........i moan and try to pull away crushing my legs together so he won't reach it again..............he addresses you directly this time.........."i thought you said she was a slut worth working with" i don't look at you but hear you reply "she is" and i. Kelly had changed into one of her favorite pair of small white shorts and very small sheer bikini panties that always seemed a little too little for her butt (she always wore small bikini panties. In those days you could always see the panty lines through the girls pants. We could tell who wore the string bikini panties and who wore regular bikini panties). Her shorts where opaque enough so no one could see her brown bush. Anyway after studying for about an hour Kelly said she was tired of. That’s what she called it.” Paula explained to her embarrassed sister.“Margaret Erin, why don’t you go and wash up. You might have to take a shower and wash your hair, William got you pretty good.”I looked over at Penelope and she was just sitting quietly with an amazed look on her face.“Penelope Erin. Are you alright?” I asked.“Wow! He peed a lot! I don’t pee that much!”“That’s my boy!” I said.The parents all laughed at that and we all lent a hand to Paula and Penelope and soon finished with.