But as soon as the lingerie began to appear, a subtle change occurred. Soon it was Penny again who was controlling the action, offering his camera the...angles that she loved to exhibit. She even suggested changes in the lighting and she chastised Mr. Brown for not having a better couch."You can't expect a beautiful woman to pose on a tacky couch like this!" she declared."Ah yes," he retorted, "but don't forget you are a slut!" If I'm a slut, then I'll behave as a slut," she thought to herself,. It was all cunning, little jiggles and appealing, lithe motions. The waves were dipping into the hidden valley of her arse cheeks, rounding out at the tops of her thighs. Her arse cheeks had stretched on saree and they wobbled and rippled, as she had walked.I felt my face flush, as I, suddenly, thought of going up to my mother and feeling the flesh of my her fat ass cheeks, through the thin fabric of her saree. I wanted to cup each buttock firmly. One each hand. I wanted to do something really. She just couldn’t imagine what required a habitat like that.“It is a secret,” Sean answered filling the habitat with water from one of the four five gallon jugs of salt water he had brought to school with him.“Do you know what you are doing?” Ms. Bird asked. She jumped back when the water started moving through the habitat as if by magic. She couldn’t see any moving parts that would cause it to flow like that.“Of course not,” Sean answered deciding that whatever was making the water move was. At the hotel Susan gave her hand daintily to Mark as he helped her out of the car. Then she gently touched his cheek and gave him a lingering soft kiss. They held hands to their room. Mark was almost afraid to open the door. Inside Susan turned to Mark, put her head on his shoulder, put her arms around his waist for a quiet moment. Then she looked into her fathers eyes and told him, "This has been the best night of my life and there is only one possible thing that could complete it. I have.