"Yes, Mommy." My voice trembled.As if by magic (had they spoken while I was in the bathroom?) Tonya wasstanding at our table with the check container ...n her hand. "I'm sosorry, Marla!" Tonya apologized. "I didn't mean to make you wait. Youready to go?" Yeah, sweetie," Marla smiled. "Don't worry about it. We had some funwhile we waited, didn't we?" she grinned, looking across the table atme."Yes, Marla," I quietly affirmed, blushing, and the blond waitress gavea somewhat puzzled little. The anticipation that has built within you since you decided to dress like this for me hours ago, now burns as desperate need inside you. Your legs shake, stomach clenches, and waves of ecstasy crash over you. I pull back recognizing all the signs and simply say, "Cum on my tongue little one."The tongue returns, but this time flicking your clit. That's all you can take. You're only conscious thought is to clench your mouth on the handle in your mouth as not to drop it. Everything tenses,. But other than the normal greetings, no one mentioned her birthday. Well, maybe they don't know, she thought, but Jennie, her sister, didn't make any mention of it, either. They're going to surprise me. That has to be it. Okay, I'll play along.Breakfast over, everyone went about his or her business. Still, there was no indication that anyone remembered her birthday – her sixteenth birthday. I know they wouldn't forget – would they? She forced the frown away and locked a smile on her face.As. Carlson. Thank you for seeing me.” “No problem. That’s why I’m here.”Cynthia pulled up a chair beside me really close and sat down with her arm touching mine. She was making it obvious that she wasn't there for help with her homework assignment.“Okay. Explain to me how the male penis grows larger when a guy gets aroused.” I thought, “Wow! She is so obvious!”“Cynthia, I don’t think you’re here to ask me that.”Then she placed her hand on my leg and said, “No. I’m here to see if I can seduce you..