We are probably in the upper middle class financially.My story starts when I was in high school. My family was poor, four kids, and dad working three ...obs to take care of us. He was not my biggest supporter, I was a nerd, not a jock, so when there was extra money, my sisters got it. They would rush up to their room and put it in a pool and split it four ways, they loved me and knew that the old son of a bitch was wrong in his actions.I had a part time job. I was a pearl diver1 in a local. Alongside the toilet there was a huge white bathtub with gold-coloured fittings, on the other side a black-topped vanity unit with two gleaming white basins. And to my right there was a walk in shower–good grief, a huge shower, big enough for a family of four to wash in all at once. On closer inspection I saw not one but two shower heads and a ridiculously complicated-looking control panel. But even more disconcertingly, as I took a few tentative steps forward I discovered I could see myself. I’ve thought of eating her pretty pussy and driving her crazy with my tongue almost since that first night. It has been my intention to hold fast to my principles and never actually do it. But I’m human. As I lay in my bed at night thinking about this wonderful young woman in the other room I couldn’t help imagining how wonderful it would be.I licked her entire mound, tasting her delicious juices and teasing the hell out of her. She didn’t know what I intended when I gently lifted her legs and. Wendy fondlyrubbed her finger over the engraving, thinking about how she'd used itto make herself several years younger after she'd found it. Smilingmischievously to herself, she thought about the other use she hadplanned for it that night. Quietly she walked to Eric's bedroom and slowly opened the door.Peaking her head in, Wendy made sure that Eric was asleep before goingthe rest of the way in. Stopping at the edge of Eric's bed, Wendysmiled down at her sleeping son. Hesitating for.