I giggled as he started for the stairs, and carried me into his room. He threw me onto his bed and stood at the foot of it. "Mm, you have no idea how ...any times I've pictured exactly what I'm seeing," he said as he lifted his T-shirt up and over his head, throwing it across his room. I just smiled at him, feeling like I was on Cloud 9 just with him kissing me the way he did. He unbuttoned his jeans quickly and kicked off his shoes before kneeling onto his bed and crawling up to me. He met my. I like it down here. I'm comfortable. No one here knows that I'm somewhat wealthy. I plan to keep it that way."Eve said, "Bill, what I really want to know is how do we fit together? Resolving that issue is more important to me than anything I can think of."I said, "I think we need to determine if we can live together happily on a day-to-day basis. I'm old fashioned. I would castigate my son had he done what I have done with you."Eve chuckled. "I shouldn't have been willing, no eager, to make. And much like any good teenagers today, we lied.As soon as my parents were asleep, we locked the basement door. We sat side by side and put blankets on ourselves. I turned on the TV to maintain our innocent impression and set the volume very low. I was on my period but I realized what we were going to do, so I took a quick visit to the bathroom to prepare and freshen myself. At first we made little kisses here and there which eventually transformed into passionate making out sessions. He leaned. Remember to shave super smooth, in both directions, and rub in some lotion when you've finished. I’ll hold on to the wig."He stumbled off to the bathroom having initially forgotten about his heels and then finding the whole posture thing a bit strange. When he came back, Lynn was ready.She got to work. Primer; concealer; foundation. Then some different shades of powder to shade his face, remove some of the shine and add some blush to his cheeks. She explained what she was doing as she went.