I realized the advantage that fingering has… you can dirty talk at the same time. I love dirty talk, I absolutely love it. It always gets me off. It...s so hot."Open your eyes again," I said.She complied. I smiled and looked straight down at her."Do you like submitting to me?" I said."Yeah," she nodded."Do you like being my little slut?" Yeah," she nodded again."Do you like getting spanked and teased?" Yeah!" she nodded more fiercely."Do you like me putting you in a spreader bar and swatting your. They're going to wear it for their boyfriend — or girl friend, I suppose."The place you could get into trouble, I think, is if you take this too seriously. You are not introducing a new trend in everyday clothing. You are introducing a spoof, a send-up on the way people cover their bodies. Keep that in mind, and you'll be okay. Make fun of clothes, make fun of our dress codes, make fun of everything, but most important, make fun of what you're doing. VeeJays, and especially VeeCees, are a joke.. “Where are the apples?” Jim yelled as soon as he saw me. He had finished filling a large washtub with water and wanted the apples for bobbing.“In my office. Do you really think people will want to bob for apples?”Lisa laughed and held up a sign. It said:Party Rules1. No alcohol.2. No drugs.3. No costume, no entry.4. The Barn and house are off limits.5. Doors are locked for a reason; respect that.Prizes• Bob for an apple, dance with partner of your choice (can’t be your date).• Winning team. Mom insisted I share the room with her as there would be many guests coming soon. I was a little upset because I wouldn’t get some privacy. But I was excited to make more progress with mom now.Shanaya then left, saying, “I’ll be back to call you when dinner is ready. Until then, you guys get some rest. It is really so good to have you all here!” We both smiled.Mom started unpacking. I took off my jacket as the heater was working well in the house, and now it was pretty hot. My t-shirt was.