Oh, and facial hair grows quite thick along the jaw line and under the nose. It needs to be shaved off on a daily basis, unless the man chooses to let...it grow into a thick beard or mustache."Wilma took a deep shuddery breath. "That's the sickest thing I ever heard of!" She looked a little green and pulled over to the side of the road. With a little whimper she hopped out. Leaning over the guardrail, she threw up her latte. I watched her scoop up a handful of clean snow from the top of the rail,. I shook my head snapping out of my current trance and stood up. “Oh, sorry mom, I zoned out there for a bit” I remarked. As I walked towards mom I noticed her eyes dart down towards my cock. I didn't even realize that I was hard as a rock, and forgot to change my shorts that were stained with precum on my leg where the head of my cock was pressing. Also I wasn't wearing a shirt which drew all the more attention to my cock. I acted normal and went up to her and hugged her. My dick pressed hard. . sluts?" Right. And what are you?" ... a slut." Say it again. Louder." I'm a slut!" Yes you are. But you've been a bad slut. You broke the rules." I'm sorry, Barry. I didn't know you wanted me to-" Apologies don't help. Punishment does."She felt herself getting more frightened and tried not to show it. Punishment."Take off your clothes, Nicole."She got up and started to undress. Her blouse. Her pants. Her bra. Her panties. She put it all on the bed."Don't put your panties away. Show them to. " Ah, well this is just a simple bean and rice casserole, but I think you'll like it, and it should refrigerate well if you decide on something else. Let me put it in the fridge for you for now."I watched her nod to herself, as she put the casserole dish away. "Well, at least you haven't filled it with beer," she laughed. "Your parents said you weren't much of a drinker, but their information was a few years out of date." Yeah," I said, wondering what had happened to keep Cooper and his parents.