”“Mother thought I should ... show off my delightful breasts,” I moaned, my cheeks burning with my embarrassment. It was all so strangely exhila...ating. I couldn’t help but thrust my tits out before me. I was enjoying the attention. All the guys looking at me. Hungering for me.Vivian fell in beside me, her eyes wide. “Your mother did that?”I nodded, heading towards my first class. “I know, it’s so strange, but...” I shuddered. “She wants me to be a delight. For everyone to know that I’m not just. ....not in!” comes the quick order. “Just on top,” you demand in a husky tone.I gently place the vibrator on top of my pussy and moan at the sensation quivering through my wet folds. “Now tease your wet slit a little..... mmmm ..... oh yeah... that's good.” you murmur with excitement.“Please....please,” I start to pant.“What? What is it, baby?” you ask, knowing full well what it is I want.“Please let me stick it in..... Please. Please.....Ohhhh.” I beg.You think for a few seconds, intentionally. "What do you think?"Bobbie looked at it, cocked her head and studied it. Something wasn'tquite right."Can we make the bird blue?" Bobbie asked. Nick tapped the stylus to thedrawing pad twice and the bird changed color."It looks better," Tim said, lowering his voice. "It's just that greenwas Stephanie's favorite color." The lettering could be green," Bobbie offered.Nick, without looking up, said, "Green would throw out the scheme. Blueand orange are complimentary." Don't worry, Tim," Bobbie. She shook my hand firmly, looking at me closely as she did. Her eyes were slate-gray, and she had soft chestnut hair cut short. She was in good shape and the lines around her eyes put her somewhere on my side of thirty. She was wearing a summer dress that showed a tan and lithe body, and carrying a small shopping bag."Charmed," she replied dryly. "I gather I have you to thank for posting bail?" No trouble at all," I assured her. Trying for levity, I added, "I was in the neighborhood," but she.