By the time I had hit the bong twice, Tiffany was in the forefront of my thoughts, and they weren’t brotherly thoughts. We gave up trying to play th... game, counting the spots on the ivories was getting too hard, they kept jumping around too much, causing laughter and confusion when one of us made a fucked-up move. We moved to the TV, opened some beers and settled down to watch American Honey on Netflix, a movie about a teen girl that joins some guys for a cross country road trip. I watched my. She has to wear the pants in the family." "And your father obviously wants a real woman, doesn't he?" "Sure. That's why he couldn't take it any more. I think Mummy wasemasculating him, not treating him like a man; not giving him the loveand affection and . . . well, you know what I mean," Davie added shyly. "Sex?" "Exactly. They had separate bedrooms. That went on for almost a year. My father started coming home later and later from the office. He and my mother rarely even talked to each other.. I told her that the gift came with a condition though. She had to go to the washroom, remove her panties (she was wearing a thong that night with a fairly short skirt with black nylons) and hand them to me when she returned. She got a grin on her face and sashayed off to the washroom. After a couple of minutes she returned and smiled seductively to me as she handed me her tiny black thong when she sat back down. We continued with our wonderful meal but I could not get my mind off her bare. At least, that is what they were teaching at St. Mary’s under his watch, whether the rest of society agreed with it or not. Principal Hanson had initiated that unwritten rule, and all the teachers were on board. Back to the matter at hand, Scott refocused his attention on the door, and the students that were still coming in the door. Suddenly, there she was. He had been looking for her the entire time that he had been standing in the door. Ruth-Ann Miller. She was a midyear transfer last year..