But this t-shirt sure as hell did.“Let’s go study in my room, Robby. Can I get you something to drink?”“No, I’m fine. I just had an energy...drink on the ride over.” He had ridden his bike the 3 miles from his house. “It’s ok to go in your room when your mom’s not home?”“Hey, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” She led him up the stairs, giving him a fine view of her tight, firm ass.She sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her for Robby to sit down. “Robby, I, uh . . . I wasn’t. My wives and I went to the ‘Indian’ room. I shut and locked the door, then turned on some music.“You knew!” I hissed. “You set me up!”“Tiger, relax,” she pleaded.“Think it through, Steve,” Kara pleaded. “We could never tell you! Only Fawn could tell you that very personal thing!”“It still feels like a setup!”“Why?” Jessica asked in a soft, non-confrontational voice. “We didn’t tell her that you would do it, just that I couldn’t give permission because of my situation with Doctor Barton.”“So you. I replied that I want to marry her and make her happy physically. And then I went off to school.When I came back, I saw her message. It read, tell me how can you make happy physically!I told her to go to her washroom come on Skype. And once she came online I showed her my semi-hard dick. And wrote a message telling her that it’s in pain and dying for her touch since 6th class.For a minute or two she just stayed quite. Then she went offline and called me up.She said she hasn’t been touched since. Please, I need to see you again”. I looked at her for a moment and pretended to think loudly: “Well…, the sex really was good, and she is beautiful… but then… there is only one option, we could keep seeing each other… hmm, but I don’t need a lingerie sales girl… what to do” Then I finally looked at her “do you have any skills that could be of use in a big household with many people living under one roof? Did you learn anything else before you became a salesgirl?” - “Yes, yes I do have other.