Tom drew back to stare at his wife in stunned silence for a moment. ‘No, Lynda. I could never do that. I love you too much and I care about Charles ...oo much to ever do that. Besides, he’d never agree to it and I don’t think Diana would, either. How did you come up with such a crazy idea?’ Lynda took a deep breath. ‘It wasn’t just me. Charles and I have talked about it a few times. He’s explaining it to Diana now. See?’ Lynda inclined her head toward their best friends. Tom looked over at them.. The voice on the phone was sweeter now; less insistent; trying toencourage Pansy. "OMG, I NEED BE MAKING MEN CUM."Her words were so beautiful; so inspiring; so true. She tried to think ofwhat to reply back. She wanted to say the right thing. Then she got it.She knew just what to say: "OMG, I need to be making men cum." She couldhear her words echoing up and down the stairwell."OMG, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM." This time the voice on the other endof the line's words were more serious. As if she. "Peter was really confused. There were all sorts of rumors around school that Miss Santuchi was a lesbian, but his mom was saying it like it was an established fact, and mom didn't deal in gossip. And what was that test she was talking about? The only thing it could possibly be was one of the three unit exams the teacher gave, but he took that last week, and she didn't have another scheduled for a month.His father said, "Damn! And tomorrow's the game. I guess we'll have to reschedule the fun. Shelley arrived dressed in a very short skirt; she does have exceptionally good legs, long and slim, better than mine anyway. Mine, I feel are a bit thick at the top, but my bust is bigger and nicer than hers; well I think so and if my brother reactions are anything to go by, so do most men.We get to town and we split up, Shelley came along with me, while Tim disappeared on his own. We browsed a few dress shops for I want to find a new bra or two, the assistant measured me up and I come out at.