The topic, my HYGIENE! My APPEARANCE! How I took care of my self. OH FRIPSY!First she asked me how often I bathed! I told her every morning, but not a...ways on Saturdays. She shook her head in the negative with that answer. "How about your hair?" she asked."What about my hair?" I answered."How often do you shampoo and condition your hair?" I shampoo it every time I shower. Condition? What's that?"Mrs. Brown gave another negative shake of the head. She asked to see my hands then. (What? Why?). My date, Kara Tasman, could stay with me,” I said.“Or she could stay at her house. I’m sure her parents want to see her, too,” Mom said.“Or she could do that,” I conceded.“What do you think?” Lacy asked.“Ben and John are fine. Ryan I don’t know, and Zak can’t keep his dick in his pants,” Mom announced.Lacy looked at me.“He likes women, and they like him,” I said, as the best defense I could think of for him.“Who’s his date?” Mom asked.“Brook.”“That’s good. She can handle him.”“Who’s Ryan?” Lacy. After around five-minutes Suzi has me extremely turned on while I watch her have three orgasms with the vibrator.I have a full on erection and I am looking forward to the sensation of Hans hitting me with the riding crop while I fuck his lady and the reaction I might get from it.“Fuck me now, I want your big cock in me, right now,” Suzi tells me. If I stand in front of her the chair she is in is high enough for me to fuck her standing up, which I realize will also give Hans full access to my. She did little to fix up her hair. She wore extremely high necklines, not daring to show cleavage. Her skirts and dresses never ventured above her knees. Yet, somehow, she exuded a quiet, innocent allure.Her loose-fitting clothes could not completely disguise her slim hips and ample breasts. Her arms and calf muscles were toned and athletic. Her dark auburn hair was certainly God's gift rather than the product of a Clairol or L'Oreal bottle. Her clear, natural complexion was nearly flawless,.