" I uncrossed my legs then re-crossed them and let the bathrobe slip open a little so he could see my legs up to about the middle of my thighs ... and... oh boy was he ever looking. "You see Paul, I know that you want to go to college and I agree with you that is a great goal. If you and Laura get married out of high school you'll never go to college, trust me on this. No, what will happen is that you'll get mired down in some mundane job trying to provide for my daughter and you'll never go back. Sobbing, Jenny wiped a tear from her face as she put her arms down. For a forty year old woman, she could have easily passed for a woman who was half that, except for her dignity. For all the humiliation of having been stripped of her clothes, she still had the grace and dignity of a queen. Her hours of running had kept every ounce of fat from her body. She had the muscle tone of Dana Torres. Her suntan seemed to frame the alabaster white cleft at the top of her legs.Her vagina had been shaved. Ashley squirming, Hans teasing with his tip, and Mistress Jane working Ashley’s clit until it was swollen, purple, and pouting out of its hood. ‘It’s just the tip bimbo, would you like more?’ Mistress Jane asked, as she pinched Ashley’s clit with her fingertips. Making Ashley squeal. Making her gasp. Making her nod her head yes. ‘But isn’t that cheating bimbo?’ Mistress Jane asked while giggling, still teasing the quivering clit with her fingertips. At this point even Hans was groaning, his. " Aren't they sweet," Mommy cooed."Becky's got a girlfriend. Becky's got a girlfriend," Billy sassed. "Becky's got a girlfriend and she won't share." No!" Becky's face flashed as red as her hair. "She's mine! Mommy, tell Billy he can't have her." You heard her, Billy," Kathy teased, "you still can't have 'nun.'" Ah, Mom, they're still picking on me." No, you kids stop it," Mommy corrected. "I'm sure Becky will let you borrow her sometime. And, anyway, it's not like you're doing without, young.