I took it all in, wanting to remember every moment of tonight. His eyes grazed hungrily over my body, “Wow! Claire, you look... You’re gorgeous!�...� He gushed. I blushed as I took his hand and followed him into the living room. ‘Am I going to lose it on the sofa?’ I wondered, ‘Are we gonna get straight to it?’ My mind was buzzing with anticipation. “Glass of juice?” Scott wondered into the kitchen, returning with two long glasses of fresh orange. I took mine graciously, taking a sip of the. It was like a switch was flipped. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and just started sucking and licking for all I was worth. Slowly I took more of him until he was entirely in my mouth. I stopped at one point and asked if I was doing it right. He answered in the affirmative and I continued sucking, licking and stroking. His moans and hand on the back of my head were all the encouragement I needed. I was going to taste this man if it was the last thing I did. Then he stopped me.He told me. Both in pretty good shape. Hell, "pretty good"? That's nonsense. They're both gorgeous. Slim, curves that you notice but not nearly too much, cute in their own quirky ways, skin as smooth as the proverbial baby's bottom, and I've had occasion to test that theory and can confirm that it's true. What's not to like? Add to that brains--they're both taking AP courses and getting college-level credit for at least some of them. These are two extremely attractive young ladies. Extremely.Right.. After that it was soap operas until the afternoon matinee started at one in the afternoon. I liked it when they showed Tarzan or Bomba movies. That normally held me over until Aimee came home.I knew that I was getting better, because the headaches had stopped. But I still couldn't move anything, and that drove me nuts.Anyways, it was after school ended that Denise and Kim started taking over those duties. I hated the fact that my sisters changed my diaper. God how I hated it. And then they.