The skirt was just long enough to bend over, just short enough to advertise to the men I would have to... deal with. I never dress like that, but I wa... desperate, about to be repo'd or kicked out of my home.I looked at myself in the mirror one more time before leaving, angry for being so irresponsible, feeling nervous, and also disgusted with myself for what I was scheming up. How much dick would I have to suck today? How much nasty cum would I have to get in my mouth? My bills were piled up. I. I had gone to Google and it really fascinated and excited me when I found a site that had close up photos of a woman’ pussy. It explained the various parts and gave them names.I had been surprised by the discovery that a woman had a clitoris. And what they looked like. It explained how the breasts and pubic areas developed and what they looked like. It stated that females, about once a month, had a flow of blood called a “Period“. It told that they had fertile times when they could get pregnant. After having titillated Carla by telling her of her affair at Sea Girt with Bart, she knew that her friend seemed taken with the idea. But telling about it wasn’t like having it happen for real. The spontaneous circumstances Aggie experienced with Bart couldn’t be duplicated by planning such a thing in advance. She figured that if she were able to wangle such a liaison Carla would probably have second thoughts about having sex with a man young enough to be her son. She would probably get cold. I cleared my throat. “Excuse me,” I said, entirely unimpressed by the display before me. Breaking away from the kiss again, he smiled at the beautiful woman in front of him, and almost pushed her out the lobby doors as he mumbled a goodbye.“Your Highness,” he said sarcastically, stepping aside dramatically.I rolled my eyes as I walked past, pushing on the glass doors. Not being able to help myself though, I stopped and turned around. “You know, ever since you moved in, I haven’t had a decent.