..I just luv being your little dolly."She pinched his inner thigh, whispering, "More." I.....I luv....luv this...this sooo much..wh...when we play," h... added as hesaw his mother enter the room.Before he could say anymore Bertha Lou put the nipple back into hismouth. "I like it too baby. Now that your mummy knows we can play thisgame all the time. We won't have to keep our play time secret anymore,"she said.Then pretending she had just noticed Francine added, "Auntie, pleasedon't be mad. We. The k**s would worry. Worry where there slut mother had got to. I sat up. There was an envelope beside my purse. Stephanie written on it. I tore it open. Inside was a thousand pounds. I nearly burst out laughing. He thought I was a whore. And in a way I was. A wanton whore. A slut. Was I a good one I wondered. Good enough for Mike?“Mum,” Suzie said. I looked around, Suzie was standing in the open bedroom door. She stood there wearing just a pair of knickers. Knickers that were pulled up tight. Seven years of practice!”“Makes perfect!” I grinned.“I wasn’t ready to actually have sex until I was seventeen, but none of the boys I dated seriously ever objected, so I got LOTS of practice! Do I have to beat you at chess to get the same thing?”I chuckled, “I could be mean that way, but I like doing that far too much! Chair, couch, floor, or bed?”“All four?” she smirked. “And the Jacuzzi.”“I didn’t bring my SCUBA gear!”“I figured after the first time, you wouldn’t do that if we don’t use. ‘Okay okay, it’s just this shit fries my brain after awhile. I need a break. We’ve been studying for hours.’ Okay, maybe we have, I’m just so anxious about it. ‘Wanna take a break?’ I smile at him. His eyes widen. ‘Yeah I do,’ he says, as his hand slides down my shorts. Mmm, feels good. We look over my bed and my roommates. She’s not supposed to be home until tomorrow, she’s spending the night at a friend’s house, having a slumber party or whatever. He walks up and slides all my books off of.