She had this strong urge to go out shopping right now, but without money it seemed kind of pointless. Yet what could it hurt to actually stop by some ...tore on the way to school and check out some clothes she could buy later? After all she had no idea how long the visit to the bank would take, maybe she would not get help before she had to leave for school.Ronja realized she had convinced herself. She opened her wardrobe and picked a tight red top and short black skirt and pulled them on. The. . , I should have called ... my mom's not feeling good ... Uhh ... I better stay home." And to prove my case, in walks his mom, light robe on, hair messed, definitely bedroom hair, and how sweet, a dried white something or other at the corner of her mouth."Well, how are you Mike? What can we do for you today, you boys going somewhere, would you like some lunch?" She didn't sound very sick to me.It's always sort of fun to twist the knife after it's all the way in. "No thanks Mrs. Peters, Karl. "No worries I didn't see anything" I replied. "Really? Nothing daddy" she asked? "Well I did notice your barbells" I stated. "Do you like them?" "Well yes, but I reall barely saw them. Can I see them again?" "Sure in a while" she said smiling as she dived into the cool water. I watched as she emerged and almost drooled when I saw the wet bikini top on her barbelled tits. I also noticed there was no curly fluff on her mound. Could she be clean shaven?Later on Ally caught me alone in the garage. Cherry twirled her hair on her index finger in anticipation, she did not enjoy public speaking much less about something so close to sex, especially in a class taught by Mr. Johnson. He was very critical and always gave her weird looks.Mr. Johnson was a peculiar man, and he got very hostile when someone does something wrong in class. Usually offenses resulted in a slap across your bare butt with his yard stick, which he was very good at using. On the girls more than the boys it seemed.. Any.