So she sat quietly through the breakfast, speaking when spoken to, cheerfully downing her food (and many cups of coffee) until it was time for classes...to start.The students streamed out of the hall, many of the fifth-year Gryffindors heading for the tedious History of Magic course with the translucent Professor Binns. But Imogen would not be seeing the ghostly teacher. As she had been excused from attending his course, she was off to an unused classroom to practice what she hoped she had. Quite nice and rather naughty." "I have the same thought. I've seen naked women on naturist beaches but I've never lain close to one. I like us being naked and close to each other. I find it rather exciting". "Is that why your cock has grown a little?" "So you've noticed? I hope you don't mind." "Not at all. I find it interesting. I know, from reading some naughty novels that a man can have a big erection when excited. I'd love to see yours fully up." "Happy to oblige, Sue. Here goes" I said. I. "Yeah, mom, I obviously do!" I laughed."Would you... have sex with her?" my mom asked again."Mom! I..." I could feel myself growing very red, so my mom stopped asking me questions. I was surprised that my mom would even ask me something like that. She always seemed to be really cautions whenever talking about sex.My mom lay down on her towel, and I waited until my erection had completely subsided before I ventured into the water. It was cold, so I wouldn't really have to worry about getting. I love mypretty body; I care for it scrupulously with a strictlyproper diet and two or three hours of ballet, moderndance, and bicycling every day, plus frequent longwalks. But my body doesn’t come alive until it iscovered with layers of silk and snugly confined insidea stiff, tightly-laced corset.After a brisk scrub I dry myself, wiggle into a pair ofmy support stockings, and begin to dress for the day.My involvement in graduate school and the consultingwork I do rarely give me a day.