Mikecracked up when he heard that one.When we returned home, mom told Mike to go upstairs to change and washup for dinner. When I asked if I could cha...ge mom said there was noneed for me to change since I looked so cute. Besides, girls like tohelp cook dinner.After dinner, I had to help her clean up and do the dishes while Mikewas allowed to go watch television. As soon as we finished, mom took meupstairs to have me try on the two dresses with the white pantyhose andmy new shoes. She wanted to. The designer gown she wore made the Prom Dress that she had spent so much time choosing look like the rag she had earlier envisioned it becoming. It had to have cost more than her Dad made in a month. As the car roared down the road, Michelle felt she should be on one of those late night soaps her Mother loved, surrounded by this much elegance."Care to talk about it?" Samantha asked after they had been driving a few minutes."It's kind of embarrassing." Sometimes it helps," came the reply as. The two beauties, one with crimson hair, the other with jet black hair, both wore their hair up in coils, so he could not see how long it was, but Roc's full attention was on the mysterious women.They finally entered a medium sized room with a large bed, a closet and chairs. Roc was told to sit down. Once he had and his attention returned to the women, they threw off their cloaks. They were watching Roc for his reaction when he saw them clad in the skimpy dancing girl outfits. His expression. . I rose out of bed, all too aware of my obligatory "morning wood", took off my t-shirt, and walked deliberately over to my dresser, which was right in front of the bathroom door. What I was trying my best to do was act as if this was my normal chain of events in the morning, and that nothing unusual -- like a naked woman in the tub -- was happening in my world. It was just another day. Ho hum. And before I even finished pulling my underwear drawer open, Rochelle saw me."Morning, Benji," she.