"Jane put the magazine down on the table, and started flipping throughthe pages until she found the spread with my pictures and the interview."Is she ...s cool in real life as she is in this interview?"I looked down at the page, but I didn't know how to answer the question."I don't know," I told her. "I haven't had a chance to read the articleyet."She passed the magazine to me, and I quickly started to devour it. Ittook me a full minute before I realized everyone was looking at me,hoping I would. Why don’t you slip your big cock between mythighs and I’ll tell you all about my day while you fuckme, too.”“If my dick touched your pussy right now my balls wouldspew their load. I’ll give your pussy some kisses whileyou tell me what happened,” he said.She snickered and said, “Got you a little horny, huh?Jeff just let after pump’n two loads of his jizz in mypussy. I’m a mess down there.”“It’s a mess up here too, you have. She hadn't shaved it in a while, and now remembered why she liked the feel so much. She rubbed her fingers across the smooth skin, then across her inner lips. She was tempted to stroke her clitoris but knew that she wouldn't stop until..... Instead, she turned off the water and dried herself.She watched herself in the mirror as she finished drying, then stood tall. "There isn't a boy on earth who wouldn't want this body," she thought. She was tall and curvy, five foot eight with dark, wavy hair. You never know who’s listening.”I can’t help but notice she didn’t say that she couldn’t do it, only that she wouldn’t. Mom, what are you? “Alright, um, that’s a good point. I didn’t really think about that. So what is your Class, Mom?”“Oh, Alaina,” Mom said, sounding amused. “You want to know what my real Class is?”Her real Class? So she’s not an [Oncologist]?! “Yeah, I do.”“Well,” her mom said. “Hm. I thought it might come to this some day. I didn’t think it would be so soon, though.”Someday?.