I saw the tops of her nylon stockings under the legs of the girdle, and also noticed she wasn't wearing a panty under it. "With my figure, I need a bi... of help when I wear a pantsuit...do you like my girdle?" I nodded, and wanted to explode into her incredibly silky slip, but held off. "You want to shoot your load into my slip, don't you?", she whispered. I told her "not yet", and she flashed a slightly wicked smile. "OH????", she said, "Am I not sexy enough for you?" With that, she unhooked. ’”“Mas-tur-ba-tion.” “Good. So if the guys ask you about jerking-off or masturbation you know what it is. That is important to know that but just don’t volunteer that Mommy and your Aunt Helen helps you. Some other parents are old-fashioned so we just keep that part in the family. I will tell Daddy in due time but it I don’t want him any more excited than he is already is about your sister’s own recent accelerated physical development. I’d like to see her have at least another six to twelve. He gave it to me with an elaborate bow, then beckoned me to follow him. By now, this strange clown had caught my interest, so I was more than willing to follow him. I have been fascinated by clowns since I was a k**, and this one wasn’t bad to look at either. He led me to a wooded, secluded area on top of the nearest hill and motioned me to sit down. From his backpack, he drew out a small grease paint kit and began to apply it to his face. When he was finished, he turned to me and began to. The syrup gave her four hours of respite but inevitably the symptoms returned. To add to her discomfort, her body ached all over.By the seventh day, her fever jumped. I had kept her out of school and, not knowing what to do, took her to our family doctor. He hummed and hawed and inspected her throat and eyes and ears. He listened to her chest and after a pause to think, announced Addison had the flu. I wasn’t impressed. Had he been our doctor for a long time?Addison confirmed he’d been our.