If I had to make compromises, if I had to hide my light under the proverbial bushel, if I had to play the Dumb Blonde part that Bambi suggested was my...natural cover, although I still wasn't convinced that a Smart Blonde cover wouldn't work as well, then I would do it. I decided that as long as I made the choice with my eyes open and my head up, then I could accept the consequences of my choice with no regrets.I skipped off to the shower with a much better frame of mind. I even smiled at the. ”“You’re what… how… when did?”“I went to the school nurse about two months ago, and she gave me a shot that they said would be effective for about 6 months.”“You did wha… really, they do that?”“Yeah, so there is nothing to worry about. So, when can we do this again?”When she said this, I looked at her again and this time instead of seeing my 16 year old daughter, I was looking at the sexist sight I had ever seen in my life. My brain was no longer saying this was wrong. If anything, it was a. Ashley was barely even watching what I was doing, allowing me free and total access to her nude body as she stared at the other two girls with rapt attention. I caressed and soaped her firm tits, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples which earned me a smile from Ashley as she enjoyed the arousal but kept watching the scene between Lauren and Sara as the girls switched positions. Lauren was now under the water and Sara was sucking and kissing on her breasts now. I admit to watching. I kept a hand on his cock, but remembering Belinda’s teachings, I didn’t return his attention equally; I just touched, making sure he was ready for what came next. I thought we would make it to the bit where they fall in love, but we didn’t even get close. With Kevin stroking me to a lather, I was done for when Daniel Craig suited up for his big poker game and my pussy was crying so insistently for more that I could barely concentrate on the screen. And then the reluctant kiss: Bond snatched.