Whatdo you think?" I think you're right Mother....and to be honest I find myself excitedabout life for the first time I can remember. It seems like ev...rything ismoving so fast....I don't know what I should do." There, there darling, this has been going on for a while we just haven'taddressed it...you know that. I say let's just be open with each otherand experiment a little with the possibilities. After all, you mightdecide to be a tomboy kind of girl, or a feminine male, or complete thechange. Her grand father once told her that on the farm the dinner was served in the middle of the day and a light meal was to be held in the evening that was referred to as supper that was a sandwich with some fruit or vegetables or something similar. Linda had recently read an article in Scientific American about a study comparing the total daily calories of breakfast, lunch and dinner was the same as dinner, lunch and breakfast. The interesting fact was that those using the dinner first meal order. ” Then she looked at him and pleaded, “Please, Jefferson, may I see your cock?” He leaned back against the back of the couch and slumped down a little, as he spread his legs. Then he looked at Diana and said, “Why sure, little lady, I’d love to help out a pretty little thing like you. Take your time and enjoy it, and don’t blame me if you want to do more than just look at it.” I watched in rapt anticipation as Diana leaned over and unfastened his belt and the button on his pants, and then. I’d try to chat up his girlfriend and was worried what he’d do to me – a bit of a slapping at least! But it was his girlfriend he turned on. “You fucking shut up and do as you’re told. Now go home like a nice little girl and clean the fucking house and make sure my dinner’s ready when I get home. Got it?!!!” She began to protest but he got hold of her face. “Fucking got it?!” He released her and she became quiet and calm, gave a slight nod and turned to go, giving me a quick evil glance and.