' You're not getting this cow for free." She poked his bare chest with her finger. "I won't lie to my parents." The next jab was a little more forcefu.... "If they ask how you can afford the things you do, I'll tell them. I won't let you pretend to be something you're not."She pushed him back onto the bed and looked down at him."I want you to stop hiding, to be yourself with them and with me."She crawled atop him. "Those are my rules."He looked into her eyes.Janie didn't blink or look away.They. She enjoyed the physical challenge but was even more intrigued by the spiritual aspects of yoga and yogic philosophy. It sounded like claptrap to me, but I’ve never been known for my free thinking. To top it off, so she told me, the instructor was this gorgeous hunk of a Frenchman, named Marcel.Friday morning, over breakfast, she brought him up again. That was unusual, and I started getting a slight twinge in my gut. “Should I be worried?” I asked her across the kitchen table.“About Yogi. I instructed her to drop her backpack at which point I told her to drop her leggings to her ankle, “yes sir” was her only answer. She stood up, her pussy exposed, a tightly trimmed red bush. I instructed her to take her t and bra off and assume the position. She clearly had had some experience and a good teacher because she immediately took the remaining of her clothes off, put her hand behind her and spread her ass checks and opened her mouth wide. I slowly and deliberately inspected her. ?Especially one in particular," said Anne. ?That reminds me. When hephoned earlier, John mentioned that Michelle has proved a naturalswimmer. She'll be top of the class when they start lessons next year.??I wonder what she'll think when she learns that Jessica has a teddycalled Michelle?? asked Helen.?She'll probably want a teddy called Jessica," smiled Anne.Jessica overheard that and smiled too.?I'd like that," she replied.?Well, Sandra has a doll called Sally. It wouldn't be anything new.