I wasn’t pushing it, but I most definitely was not going to tell her to stop.There was one day, when Barbara was wrenched away, and I realised that ...omeone was playing with their own dolls somewhere. Suddenly I was whizzing through time/space to the same place as Barbara was. A boy, about fourteen or fifteen, had Barbie tribbing with another doll, and he wanted me to get in on the action.I noticed that he had a number of magazines lying about, and there were DVD jewel cases with pictures of. .. wife of a prominent big money attorney with his own lucrative practice... country club housewife... former member of our church choir... and now a Leonie the Slut. God how the word turned me on. I loved hearing it describing me. Now that Jake and I had all the fucking money we'd ever need, I decided it was time to do some of the things I'd craved to do all my life. Fortunately for me, Jake is as perverted as I am, so he was very encouraging of my new sexually active lifestyle.It began. Since Dad took Jennifer to her choir thing and they won't be back till Sunday night, our pool is still open and the guys would love that." I don't know, D, that would be a lot of work. And young man, you know how your dad hates it when you call me Lisa." I know, Lisa, I'll call you mommy when dad's around."I bet your friends don't call their mom's by their first name. They probably don't even call me by my first name, do they?" They call you Lisa sometimes. They call you a lot of other things. " He's a guy," said Dee. "He can't be that different from other guys." Dee began to suspect that Lani would use "he's a goalie" to excuse things when she shouldn't. I'll keep an eye on that, she decided.Lani shrugged again. Although the day spent with him had been wonderful, and more fun than she'd had in a long time, a few things weighed on her mind. She thought about talking them over with Dee now but decided to wait, as she wasn't entirely sure what she thought herself. If she tried to set.