‘Oh, and I suppose it should have some icing. Maybe you have whatever goes into that.’ ‘Yes, of course, Ms. Barden. I’ll be right over.’ ‘...ou might bring a recipe book too. I’m a little rusty at this. In fact, I’m not sure I’ve ever made a cake.’ Joyce stopped at three tree lots—three mostly empty Christmas tree lots—on her way home to get the ingredients and a recipe book for Ms. Barden’s Christmas cake. And when she got home with a scrawny little tree with bare branches on one side she was. Things actually started getting better around the first of the year, but it took some time to break my bad habits.”“You said it started after you graduated - was it before or after you started at Taft?”“I suppose it depends on how you look at it, but I’d say it’s best to say it was after I started at Taft. Why?”“I was trying to figure out how your thinking changed, and if maybe it was going to college.”“I suppose you could say that I was exposed to lots of new ideas, and lots of new people.. It makes my little pussy so wet, “ said Julie blushing.Mrs. Lyons turned Julie over onto her back, and pressed her breasts back against her small frame, as Julie pushed back against her. Mrs. L. reached under her skimpy bikini top and ran two fingers over one soft nipple, raising it to an instant hardness then pinching it firmly, before moving on to the girls other firm little tit.“Oh Julie your little titties are amazing so firm and so soft at the same time,” he said breathlessly.Julie moaned. She took a deep breath and commenced her post bath routine.15minutes later, the moisturiser massaged into her body she stood before hermirror & viewed her shimmering body. Her moisturiser contained glitter& she admired the way the light reflected of her as she turned this waythen that. Then standing face on to the mirror she parted her legs to shoulderwidth, straightened herself till she was as tall as her 5ft 1" heightallowed & clasped her hands behind her neck, elbows out, adopting.