She said that she would have a talk with some of the girls in the neighborhood but that it might just be easier for her to do it herself. What! Mom wa... offering to let me look at her body naked, to ask questions, and to touch her as necessary. What! She was serious. I told her that I would have to think it over. She said that she understood.That evening right after dinner mom took a nice long bath then came out to watch television with me. All she was wearing was a see through neglig?with. Granddad had been a pretty wealthy man and he had collected allot of strange and exotic things throughout his life; some of them were here, the ones that were too big had been kept in storage and would have to be collected later. When he came to my name I went up to the front, it was a small box. Slightly disappointed I picked it up and examined it; it was about the size of glasses’ case but it was made of some kind of dark wood inlaid with mother of pearl. It wasn’t locked but it was held shut. ” She smiled devilishly as a new song started playing, slow and steamy. Tracy lowered her ass over my crotch, sensuously swaying her hips back and forth in time with the music, threatening to rub those sumptuous buttocks across my erection. Not realizing what I was doing, I lifted my hand to touch her hip, but Tracy promptly smacked it down. “Bad boy! Don’t you know the rules? You don’t get to touch me. I’m the one who does all the touching.” To make her point, she finally let her soft buttocks. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if she too could average 90% in Latin Comprehension? Wouldn’t it make her parents proud of her if her school report was speckled with the letters A and A+, rather than C, C+ and D? Then no more hair-brush spanking. No more visits to the headmistress’ study. No more caning in front of the entire school assembly.And after a while, her bottom would lose that disfigured, blotchy appearance that made her feel so mortified during the daily bottom inspection and she would have.