And that guy never got laid.Coward that I am, I caved in immediately and kissed her tears away, saying, "Of course I will respect your wishes. You are...completely in control of your body. Not me, and you don't need to ask for permission to be in control. The other thing is, YOU NEVER have to ask for permission to control your own body. Any man who makes you do something like that is no man and deserves to be horsewhipped."For some reason that got Cindi giggling, and it wasn't long before Brenda. I really DID want to go upstairs, but if I didn’t have my homework done when my moms came home, I’d be dead meat. They wouldn’t be upset if I was having sex, but they sure would be if I didn’t have my homework done first! And if I hurried too much, I’d get bad grades which would mean a talk with Dad because I always got A’s.It took about thirty minutes, and just as I was finishing the last algebra problem the phone rang. I wrote the answer, then got up to answer it.“It’s your mom,” I said to. A fall from the back of her boyfriend’s motorbike when she was in her teens, had sent her hurtling along the tarmac on her bottom, stripping the skin from the pinnacles of her buttocks and leaving her with permanent scarring. Although it was some years after the event when I came to know her, she was very self-conscious by the marks her ordeal had left her with. With Michelle though, my thoughts were pure speculation and in my fantasies her naked bottom was perfection itself. Raising her skirt. "Can he, mom?"Peggy shrugged. "Sure, if he wants to." She looked at Tony's shocked face. "Well, she's got to learn about men some time." Oh, good!" Susan exclaimed."Good grief." Tony muttered."If you don't want to, Tony, it's all right. But it's raining and it's something she has to learn about sometime. Why not now?" What about breakfast?" Tony asked weakly."Okay." Peggy said agreeably. "After breakfast."There was more discussion as they ate the cold museli and other munchies. Tony was thrown.