I was a little afraid that a dress would be a bit much because she was already shocked. I put on a pair of laced ankle boots and scrunched up my socks... over the leggings. After quickly brushing my hair, I rejoined her in the living room. I wanted to apply a little makeup. I'd have felt a bit more self-confident if I did. Instead, I settled for a touch of matte lipstick in a neutral shade. I decided to pass on anything more for the same reason that I didn't put on a dress.I sat down on the couch. Hi Ms. Ragusa.Have a seat and I'll be right with you.John settled in a front row chair and waited for his teacher to finish what she was doing. While she looked through several papers John was watching her. Today she wore another of her infamous long skirts, this one with a pleat about every inch and a top that was a combination of a blouse with a large scarf around knotted around her neck. He saw that that she had some fairly large breasts as they seemed to push out her blouse, but it was hard. .. me helping you." You mean to masturbate?" she asked, guilelessly."Yes," he said, feeling his face getting warm. "I know I told you not to mention it to Karen or Jack, but when Karen said she'd marry me, that kind of changed things." You said something to her about it, didn't you," said his daughter."Yes," he said."Was she mad?" Actually ... no." Really? She's so cool, Daddy. I'm glad you guys are in love. What did she say?" She seems to think what she does for Jack helps him control his. He’s gonna be a great economist. Is there an Economists’ Hall of Fame? I’m sure Troy would have told me by now.), the Big Two reasons couples fight, Sex and Money, are never issues. Here’s a typical sex conversation: Julie: (suspiciously) Is that red hair on your shirt? Troy: (defensively) Yeah, is that brown hair on yours? Julie: (accusingly) Yes it is. Did you fuck her? Troy: (angrily) Yeah, I did. You fuck yours? Julie: (arguing) As a matter of fact, YES! I FUCKED HER! You wanna eat my pussy.