The most leg I ever saw from her was a skirt aninch above the knee. One Sunday I went over to her apartment when she wasgetting ready to go out shoppi...g and she was wearing askirt halfway up her creamy white thighs. She said Icould stay at her place while she went out and I wasfloored by her attire. At first I felt strange looking her over but quicklyrealized she was hot. My Dad knew nothing of the changein Mom, and since most of her friends were really myDad’s friends’ wives, they. Micro-management was out of the question and had been proven a bad thing to do. No one liked any of those models, so various compromises were made.I wisely kept out of most of the discussions, but I listened to many of them and watched the family consensus develop. For the next year, most of the discussion was moot since our child would be an infant most of that time and totally dependent on adult care.I felt glad to see Julie Yates often stepping into the discussion, because unlike everybody. "You're little cock is not going to get to cum for quite some time!" she laughed as she roughly pulled my cock down through the tube before attaching the strap to hold it in place. She then put a small padlock through the rings in the strap and snapped it shut. Taking the key, she placed it in an envelope which she then sealed. She then ordered me to get dressed and go to work. When I was ready to leave the house she said that she had something for me to do on the way to the office, and handed. Would he like her better, though? And would she still interest him when there was nothing left to the imagination? Were her breasts big enough for his likes… or perhaps her nipples were too long for his tastes? She had always been a bit self-conscious about them, though her nipples were her favorite part of her body, even if they did often become embarrassing when she didn’t wear a thick enough bra. With her thumb and index fingers encircling each areola, a bit swollen and puffy by her.