"She said you are doing much better thelast couple of weeks," his mother said, then squeezed his cheeks andkissed him on the forehead.Ms. Beckett was ...naware that Timmy was being petticoated at home to keephim focused on his grades."She will call me to let me know what grade you get. She wants you to dowell." Mom, can I go over Jimmy's house this weekend?" he asked."Sure honey, but I must tell you if that grade on that quiz is notadequate you will be Melissa all weekend." Mom!" I don't want to. I stroked it as softly and gently as she let out a soft moan. She broke the kiss and removed her clothes before lying down on the bed. I lay down next her and slowly ran my hand up her leg. I found her pussy dripping wet and I slowly pushed a finger inside as her eyes widened. I moved my head down to her breast and started to suck and nibble gently, leaving faint traces of lip-gloss, as gasps escaped her mouth. Panting, she begged me to insert another finger. I slowly pushed in another and. Would you like me to do that for you?"Ken looked at him for a moment, trying to digest what he was being offered. "Dampened?" he finally asked. "Do you mean that you can fix it so my beard doesn't grow at all?" You're down with it," he replied. "It's just a simple matter of telling your genes to halt hair growth on your facial area. Women have us do the same thing to their legs and their armpits, their pubic region, also to their face if they're prone to that sort of thing. We can also shut off. What are you going to do with a wine cellar?”“I’ll think of something.”“You could refrigerate it and keep kegs cold,” said a nosy parker at the counter.That got agreement from the entire counter ... and the waitress at the till.“I know,” I said. “I can have the staff serve wine to guests watching the movies.” Absolutely brilliant!“What movies?” Bobby said.“What guests?” said the nosy parker hopefully.“Who ever I invite to watch movies at my state of the art home theater. I can cruise the.