.. what would Master like?” she asked herself.Waverly’s clothes were baggy. She had some athletic shorts and long t-shirts. I briefly thought abou... making her go to school in just a t-shirt. My school had a pretty liberal dress code but some things definitely would be prohibited like super short mini-skirts.However, during Halloween and Senior Weeks they often overlooked that. There were some girls who wore corsets and fishnet stockings all the time to school. A lot of those girls were Goth. You could not get tickets and reservations at places for us and our chaperones to stay. It took a year to get the French and Honor’s AP class to France for a week over the summer.”“So, you didn’t do the homework or pay attention in class yesterday,” I told her in my best attempt at a teacher’s voice. “I keep my word. It is no problem getting rooms when you own five-star resorts and hotels worldwide. If I don’t have a property there, I have a friend whose dad does. Getting there is the easy. Has it been more difficult for you with my being here, and the way I dress? You know, since I look so much like your Mom?" She finished with concern."Well, I've been getting hard even more than I used to, and it is sort of driving me nuts, but in a good way, not a bad way. What I mean to say is, I like it! Sometimes, I even pretend that you're my Mom when you dress sexy like that. It seems to help me. I get so frustrated with how Mom dresses sometimes. If anything, I think she drives me as. "You should still be full from all the pussy you ate last night," she teased.Fred rubbed his belly and grinned at her. "Low calorie. Have to eat a lot of it," he laughed.The timer dinged and Jessica took the big pan of biscuits out of the oven and began spreading a thick coat of butter on their tops. "She's still horny. Weddings do that to women," she said over her shoulder."I am not," Carla said, trying to keep a straight face. "I'm too sore to be horny," she admitted."Bull," Jessica said,.