Of course I told her that'sno problem and it sounds great, and since she would be in a cab from theairport, I could take her home.Then I called Amanda...and told her about the text, and she confirmed thatshe spoke with Kathy on the phone and it was all set up - she had anappointment at 10:30. Amanda said that Kathy was interested in a numberof services, including a mani/pedi, a hair styling, and a massage. Sothe plan was in motion, and the rest of Wednesday and Thursday flew by.Friday morning. When we got back to the house, she squeezed my hand and then retreated into her room."I have something for you, Mommy," my daughter said later that night."What is it sweetheart?"She placed a card in a sealed envelope on the table. The number 74 was written in one corner. "Mom told me to give this to you."I smiled to myself. Before she died, McKayla had given Maureen a giant binder full of CDs and letters. She had also made arrangements for a birthday card to be delivered by hand to our daughter. I allow you to shower after your workouts, but my instructions are clear; the one part of your body that you may not clean is your pussy. I want it soaked when you come home to me.Your mind is still in turmoil, desperately looking forward to seeing me. So it is not completely surprising that you don't notice the woman following you, glancing shyly over at you. You peel down your pants, little strings of cream stretching from your pussy to the crotch of your pants, something that does not go. A handful to girls groaned and most delved into bags to produce pens. Oh no, there is no need to write anything. This is practical sex education, there will be little need for writing during lessons. First, put your hand up if you are a virgin. Most of the class tentatively raised their hands, only three admitted to having had sex, though in truth embarrassment probably kept one or two silent. Cassandra nodded. In a boarding school with segregated dorms a lower number was to be expected. All.