’ ‘What, baby? You can tell me, it’s ok. What is it?’ ‘Umm…I, uh…I masturbate. Oh my God, I can’t believe I just told you that! I’m ...o embarrassed…’ ‘Hey I do it too, shit, everybody does it.’ ‘Well, I didn’t know if I should tell you.’ ‘Well…what do you do when you masturbate? ‘I um, I…touch this little spot up at the top, like this little…bump? It feels so good!’ ‘Your clit.’ ‘Huh?’ ‘Your clit, clitoris. This little thing on top, a tiny little organ with the sole purpose of giving you. We're playing and staying at Fettes College." Coo!" said Richard. "That's pretty smart. Where Mr Blair went to school." Don't blame the school," snorted Deborah and they all laughed.Richard thought to himself that Edinburgh was not that far from Perth. He would have to have a word with Neil if Deborah gave the go-ahead."Has Louise been picked too?" he asked.Annette nodded vigorously. "Please, Mum," she begged. "And I've never flown before either."Deborah's mind was in a whirl. Her protective. When I got to the stream, I reached in my pocket and found the fishhook I had made from my key ring. It still had the cloth and the string attached. Pulling out a small nugget of gold I flattened it and wrapped it around the hook below the cloth then cut a branch from a nearby willow for a pole. Stepping from stone to stone, I got to the middle of the stream and began to fish. Letting the hook drift downstream of the rock I began catching fish. As I caught a fish, I took it off the hook and. As I started to walk out of the room, I heardmy phone beep, a text. I picked it up quickly. ?You forgot the pillsand your nails.? I looked around. What the fuck? Then another beep.?Take them now and do your nails. I know you?re ready. Don?t worryabout the 7:45 deadline.?I walked back into my bedroom, taking in the click of my heels on thehardwood, the feel of my nylon-clad legs rubbing against each other asthe tight dress made me walk in mincing steps and sway my hips. Ipicked up the purse and.