”“Daddy, what should I wear?” she asked. “Why don’t you go ask Kent? He’ll know more of what isappropriate, than I...do.”Sarah came back a few minutes later and said; “Kent saidthat most anything would be all right. I asked if mybikini would do, and he said, only if you want the guysto stare at you.“Mom is it all right if I wear my bikini?”“Yes dear, you might as well learn now that men aregoing to stare at you for the rest of your. It had gotten to the point where she was aboutready to turn around and tell her to take her negativity outside.Fortunately, the 'snitty bitch' was a little louder than she plannedand the teacher heard her."I thought Professor Jackson was going to blow a gasket. She told thegirl to remain after class for a discussion in proper lecture halldecorum."I nodded, putting a smile on my face. I wasn't sure the point Josie wasattempting to make by telling me the story. However, she seemed tothink it was. Then he brought his mouth into action on one nip as he kept his hand busy on the other. He moved and I felt a little bite and strong suction on the bottom of my boob; there would be a mark there. Then he switched his attention to the other breast. Kissing, licking, sucking while his hand worked the other nip. Soon a bite and suction on the bottom of that boob, another mark was left.All this attention had me moaning and my pussy wet with my own lube juice before I felt the first thing from the. Perhaps, I have been wrong about you. It seems that you are not entirely worthless. Perhaps, it is I, who forgot that where there is life, there is hope. At our parting of the ways, I may owe you an apology. I just may ... Hmmm ... Interesting ... It is not often that I am surprised, but I find it a welcome change, Helen."Helen's mind reeled as a wave of pleasant shock rolled through her tired, old body."She called me by my name. She has never done that before. Christine, my child, it seems.