Mrs. Hall decidedthat we'd skip the day's lesson on nutrition and have a discussion onfashion, with me as the model! I was very nervous at first, bei...g theobject of so much attention. Mrs. Hall had me stand in front of theclass and describe my outfit for everyone, and why I'd chosen acombination so "daring", as she called it. I did my best, telling thegirls that I'd wanted to wear something flattering that would get menoticed -- by boys, of course -- and that would be cool and comfortablefor. ”I stared at her hard. She took off her sunglasses. At last I remembered her, a senior I had seen in history of drama. A striking change in hairstyle kept me from recognizing her.“Oh,” I said, touching a spot a few inches below my shoulder,“your hair was down to here last week.”“You're right,” she said. “I had a perm last week, and it was just awful. I was ready to kill myself. I looked like medusa without the snakes. So I figured as long as I was ready to die, I might as well cut it all off.. It’s OK…”He sat down on the bed next to her, feeling her heat through the blankets, hands gently tugging them down to look into her teary brown eyes.“It’s OK, Mrs. Tomlin, it’s OK,” he said again.“Oh my GOD, Rob, you must…you must think…God, that I’m a sex-crazed old woman!” she groaned.“No, no, no, of course not,” he said calmly, bending closer to her, the blanket dipping to her chin, smiling at her. “Why…would I think that? You’re …”He fought for the right words in the inordinately awkward. I led her to my bed and began making incestuous love to my daughter, Lori. She didn‘t resist. We lay on the bed that she had seen me fucking her mother. I French kissed her and she kissed me as our hands were busy exploring each other’s naked body. I moved down to suck her tiny 34 B tits. I kissed lower over he flat belly as she spread her legs as my tongue approached her valley of love. Her pubic mound was nicely trimmed. As I licked between her pussy lips, I tasted the sweetest pussy love.