Now take a seat or you'll miss outon the peach cobbler."While Aunt Joan was pulling something sweet and spicy from the oven andTerri was carrying the ...inner plates to the sink, Corina flopped down inher chair and looked at me with the same sly grin she had before thecontest. "So, you still gonna let me pick what we play?" Of course, Corina." I couldn't imagine what kind of video game would makeanyone grin like that, but I was pretty certain I could handle whatever shehad chosen. "I would've. Bob was still shaking his head. I added, “And ... he’s nearly completely potty trained! This morning he TOLD me he had to go poo-poo! He waited until I got him over the pot before he took his morning dump! Speaking of which, I’ve got to get one of those kiddie potty chairs. Hopefully the smallest one made so he doesn’t fall in.”Bob started laughing like a loon. “Ohhh brother, do you have YOUR work cut out for you...” He said, patting my shoulder.Greg clopped Bob on the back, “No, WE... we have. It always seemed that she was making loads of cash and getting gifts from the many men who asked for her by name, over the phone, when ordering food.'Do you fuck them', I asked her outright one morning as we changed in the dressing room?She smiled but not her usual warm smile, kind of hardened smile, as if forced, 'I have fun with them, but none have been inside me', she answered firmly.That answer reverberated through my head for most of the day. Neither of us were virgins, we both knew that. Two days ago she would have just died if anyone they knew saw her dressed like she was.And the photographs, what was she thinking? She hadn't been raised like that. But in less than two hours when Gart said, "show me your pussy," she didn't hesitate to reach down and spread herself. She knew that he could see everything. The hooded clitoris that was peeking out because it was swollen, her pee hole, her moist inner lips that guarded the mouth of her vagina. When he moved in for a close up with.