My face looked different. I mean Ilooked like me, but I also looked more like Lizzie and Mom with a moredelicate jaw line and a smaller nose.I was dam...ed uncomfortable at school. Everyone kept looking at me. Theboys were ogling me when they thought I wasn't looking and the girls werelooking at me with, I'm not sure, envy? disgust? resentment? Gym classwas a disaster. I couldn't keep my balance to save my life, these breastswere too big, and my hair kept getting in the way. I must have. I told her none of that business until we got inside. I didn’t want to draw any attention.From there she took me right into her bedroom and undressed quickly, too quickly in fact. I like it much better when they undress slowly and prolong the excitement for me. However this was only a teenager and not a real woman yet, but Millicent had all of the right equipment though. It looked pretty good too.I undressed as she sat Indian style on her bed staring at me. Meanwhile I was staring at her. Until I found out that the bastard was sleeping around at a party we went to. That was three weeks ago, and I had dropped him like a rock, making sure he sank. But the results of that decision were coming home to roost, three weeks without getting laid, three weeks with only my fingers to cool me off, and that was only when I knew I could get away with it, when I knew that mom or Dad or one of the twins wasnt going to burst into my room to tell me about chores or take our Dalmatian, Billy for a. I asked if she had ever posed nude. Irvana giggled and said no, not for a camera, although she had never had any problems posing nude for men. The way she said it led me to believe there had been more than a handful.I talked through the idea of the shoot, where Irvana was going to be the waitress and offer the items on the menu until she finally offered a feast of all items. She giggled and said she thought it was a cute idea. I told her about the need to keep her eyes on the dangling fob on my.