Don’t get me wrong Jessica was great but it was so exciting to see Beth taking a interest in sex. Beth had never been very interested in sex while I...on the other hand love it. While swapping we were going at it several times a week with each other at home. After we quit swapping Beth quickly went back to missionary sex about once every two weeks. During this time Ron and Jessica kept asking if we would like to play again. When I told Beth this, she said why don’t you go have fun just don’t tell. She used to help us in our studies a lot. We all three used to play together sometimes. Although she remain busy because she do some kind of modeling, but still she used to spend time with us whenever she’s home. She is an open-minded gal with a great figure for her profession (fair milk color skin, same height as me, hairs till shoulder with blonde color, hourglass figure with big boobs and ass). I knew that she look sexy, but I didn’t had any bad intentions about her at that time. But to tell. The barber had to put in a booster for him to sit on. When they got settled and Timmy had the cloth over him, the barber looked at me before asking again how Timmy would like it cut."I want it cut just like my gampa's, Mr. Barber." Well, young man, I can cut any way you like, but I won't cut it that way unless your mom gives me permission. I certainly don't want her to get mad at me because I didn't ask first."Timmy twisted in the chair and gave him a mean look before saying two words."Cut. ”Claire turned to look at me and with a wicked smile said, “So — there is another woman — how could you?” I thought she was going to slap me, but instead, she hugged me. Go figure women ... even twelve-year-old’s.Claire and I went back to dance the Foxtrot in the same counter-clockwise circle that everyone else was. Once or twice, someone almost stumbled upon us, but the ‘International Dance Panic Signal’ came to the rescue.It actually does come in handy sometimes. It’s funny that when you are.