I hear you walk quietly up the stairs to find all the lights off apart from a bit of light coming through the bedroom door, you can hear the tv on but...your not sure what it is I’m watching you probably think I will be asleep, you slowly open the door and see me on the bed in the school girls outfit getting started without you. As you open the door a little more I pretend to be completely focused on what I’m doing, pretending I have no idea your stood there watching. What you can see is me. .thats were the actual story begin I saw her masturbating in her bathroom and I was totally shocked to see that and I saw her using soap were she was just squeezing the soap were I really hoped that it will be my penis today were I can’t forget the look on her face and I got to hall and waiting for…she came to me and said we will start in 20mins were she was in a shirt and and wearing a jeans and I was little bit tense to speak about that…and she sat near me and slowly started speaking her. They giggled but Mom just ignored them.When I had opened my presents and we had eaten the cake Mom had us all pose for pictures. I posed with my three friends, then with the four girls, and finally all of us together. Mom had the four of us sit on the couch and the girls sit on the floor in front of us. The girls had to know what was going on. Mom had them sit Indian style and then took several pictures. For the last one Mom squatted down very low and spread her knees letting the girls look up. With the finishing touches of a little whip cream drip down the tip…It was PERFECT!Again, it was placed on a silver platter and sent out for pick up the next time Candy made an order. This time, it worked perfectly. This time, she was speechless. In fact, so was everyone who saw it. The bartender was awed, and nearly dropped a bottle of champagne when she rounded the bar corner and saw it. Under the red heat lamps the yellow color took on a flaming orange hue, and glowed like a burning love log.