Oh, and thenthey made him use a panty liner. He remembered with a new wave of hotshame how fiercely that embarrassed him.He lifted his head and stared... again in the mirror at the beautiful girlthat stared intently back at him. He was standing that way when Valeriecame into his room. She eased in behind him and he only became aware ofher when she too was reflected in the mirror."Yes, you little darling," she said softly into his ear, "you lovelooking at yourself all dressed up. And you really. What’s that got to do with the parade?”Tim said, “I’d like to drive it in the parade.”“Oh. Why?”“I’d like to show it off.”“Okay.”Tim counted out some more money and handed it over to Benny. “Payday.”“How much?”“A hundred just like we discussed.” He counted out a hundred more and put it in his pocket.Cathy said, “You paid us a hundred and seventy five dollars, and you only paid yourselves a hundred?”“Don’t worry. We’ll be paying ourselves a lot more than that, later this year.”Looking sheepish,. But internally she was arguing with herself. Should she stay where she was and watch, go back to her car and go home, or… join them?The beauty of the day precluded the second option. There was no way she was going to go home after this. So, it really came down to watch, or fuck.She started by watching, and keeping an eye out behind her as well. But when the orgy-goers continued their activities, without paying any further attention to her, she decided she had to creep closer, although she was. I asked, "I understand most of the colleges on your list. I have to ask, why LSU?"Ed explained, "You have met my Aunt Ellie and Uncle Dave, right?" OK. What do they have to do with your choice of colleges?" I answered."Uncle Dave, uh, David Breaux is Louisiana born and bred. They live in Baton Rouge. My cousin Freddy has been telling me all about the Fighting Tigers since we were little kids." OK. I didn't know that Ed. I hope you make it to one of those schools."Our gab sessions broke up.