She opened the door and saw a young woman a little older that she was and much less clean cut. "Are you my tutor this week?" Riley asked."Yeah, I am."...The woman said with a smile. "I'm Katie."Katie walked right in with her bag and sat on the couch. Riley followed and asked, "What are we doing this week? My Dad didnt tell me yet." I'm sure he didnt." Katie said with a smile. "You'll be learning about yourself, sweetie."Tiley just wore a confused face, and had no idea what that meant or how to. . You deserve to chuckle at the very least once.Why isn't the number 11 pronounced onety-one?If 4 out of 5 people SUFFER from diarrhea ... does that mean that one out of five enjoys it?Why do croutons come in airtight packages? Aren't they just stale bread to begin with?If people from Poland are called Poles, then why aren't people from Holland called Holes?If a pig loses its voice, is it disgruntled?Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist, but a person who drives a race car is not. I used to fantasise about it when I was in bed, very often when I was teasing my clitty with my wet fingertips. I can honestly say that I felt hornier in my sixties than I had ever felt.The writing on the walls in the mechanics' toilet was very explicit. Did I find it offensive? Not at all, I even enjoyed looking at the crude drawings, usually when my knickers were around my ankles and I was enjoying a heavy piss. I had from time to time considered leaving my fresh off knickers on the peg. I expected to see this stuff vanish, but it didn't happen.In the bedroom it was the same story. Lisa had so many sets of panties, slips, bras, stockings, nightshirts, and other frilly garments that the dresser drawers couldn't close. Her jewelry was everywhere, spilling off the furniture. The closets were stuffed with her dresses, skirts, blouses, pants, shorts, and other costumes and accessories too numerous to mention. Shoes were everywhere. There was so much clutter that it was difficult to.