I turned back to the vanity to take another clear look at myself again.Whatever this was, at least I could be grateful that I was a fairlyattractive y...ung woman, my long hair complementing my features quitewell. Before I started to get turned on by myself again, the fact that Irealized that I looked like a younger, hotter version of my mom wasenough to kill my boner... or whatever it is I could get now. Still, Icouldn't deny that there was some pleasure in knowing that I was a beautyas I saw. I guessed a C cup under her blouse, about 120 pounds, five feet five inches, and a 34-29-35 figure that asked for a man's hands on it. The shorter girl was just ripening, with promising pert definable buds still in a training bra. Her five feet three inch, hundred pound frame was leggy already and, while more willowly than her fellow student, equally invited male interest. The shorter girl also wore braces on her teeth, unnecessary on the perfect white shining teeth of the older girl.But. It wasn’t that he was unattractive, at 6’ with brown hair piercing blue eyes and a fairly fit physique he’d had luck with the ladies, he just wasn’t able to close the deal. You could say he suffered from a lack of confidence but even that wasn’t entirely true he could talk to the girls, in fact he had chatted with a girl named Suzy tonight for at least half an hour before her friends dragged her home, he just didn’t know how to swing the conversation around to getting them back to his or even. I’ll think about this subject when the time comes. Right now all I can think about is big Steve and how he fucked me from the time we met until the time I left him to come home. And honestly, I did not want to come home. I was going to stay the weekend with him. The only reason I came home is to tell you how things will be between us from now on and that means I’ll be with big Steve week nights when we can and most weekends. So you better start getting use to it! Did you hear what I said? Yes.