Your last stories were just so-so. What can you do to convince me that you're up to the task, young lady?" Ted's eyes traveled down Brittney's body, l...ngering on the exposed skin past her neck. He liked his women young and petite, none of these oversized sagging tits for him.Brittney squirmed in her chair under the leering eyes of Mr. Packard, not sure how to respond. She gathered her courage and replied, "Well, I, umm, I know I can do better. I'll really work hard and do my best. I just need. "Doug looked confused. "If you say so," he said at last."Would you go in to the Ladies Room? Even wearing a dress?" Of course not! I told you that already." That's the same thing," she said. "You don't know how uncomfortable I felt in there." Well, it's over with, and I see Lisa over by the door. Let's go meet her."Lisa was a thin gal with short blonde hair and a heart-shaped face. She was wearing a sleeveless, low-cut black dress with a pencil skirt. She was looking around, her jaws working. I'm fine." I looked her firmly in the eyes and then sighed. "Yeah, that whole night made me want you again, I'll admit. But that's just hormones and sex. You're still my best friend. You're still my Dawn." You're still my Ben," she said sweetly.I grinned. "And I have to admit, it's kinda nice knowing you still want me like that."The smile vanished from Dawn's face. "But we can't be together like that Ben, remember?"I sighed and nodded. "I know, I know." Then I reached my hands up to her. M. The front door was open and I knew that mother was home. I entered through the front door and walked towards my room which was the next to mother's room. As I went past her bedroom door, I saw that the door was slightly ajar. I hid behind the wall and peeked into her room. I froze right there seeing the sight right in front of my eyes. My conservative mother was combing her hair after the bath clad only in her white knickers. She was sitting on the stool in front of the mirror. It was angled.