I lay in bed and thought about why, I might feel this way, but I couldn't find a reason. I know I've been doing lots of sexual things, but didn't thin... that was it, because deep down I hated what I was doing. But as I lay there, I felt that feeling in my cunt, before I knew what I was doing, I was bent over licking myself and enjoying it a lot. I made myself cum; then got up, showered and got ready for school.I ate my breakfast and headed out to school. I knew I had to show off this morning,. First, though, I had to assure her I didn't hate her.I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. She laid her head against my chest and just cried, and cried. As I held her, my mind tried to understand what she was saying, and failed. How could Megan have killed Elizabeth, Robert, and the baby? If she wasn't so upset, and so serious about what she was saying, I would have laughed at her. She was at home when they died, and they were in Iraq. Some insurgent assholes had killed them, not. "Are you going to get married too?" asked Ambrose, squirming. "Can I drive?" Not today," laughed Jess."You could marry Mitch!" squealed Ambrose. He got still and cupped his hands around his mouth, putting them up to Jessica's ear. "He's a policeman!" he whispered, loudly enough for everyone in the back of the limo to hear."He IS?!" Jessica sounded shocked. "What should I do?" You have to be reeeeeally good," said Ambrose sagely. "Then he won't rest you." Ooooo," moaned Jess. "What happens when. "Seven?" confirmed Aimee."Yes."The girls happily left the classroom.I mentally questioned if I was doing the right thing."So..." I explained to Cat. "You could just pull the towel away and show them." My plan was to lay naked on my bed with a bath towel covering my waist. The girls would come into my bedroom and Cat would whisk the towel away. Tada!"You don't have to make it a big presentation. You just have to drop your pants." Thanks for calling it big," I joked, "but it looks even bigger.