The spandex rippled to life as her incredible midsection hardened in a waterfall of muscularity. “Mishhhter Parker, why won’t my mom let me show o...f my muscles?” she asked.“I don’t know, Becky,” I said.And I didn’t. Dr. Rachel Finklestein seemed to enjoy humiliating men at every turn. And if anyone could humiliate a man, it was her daughter Becky. Becky, who could humiliate a Mr. Olympia lineup and the Olympic power lifting team with one massive arm. Becky, whose superhuman physique was. ” “I’m sorry, I got carried away baby,” I replied. She pushed me back a little and said, “You know that I don’t like you doing that, and you know that I don’t want you to do that.” Her voice was a little quieter as she continued, “I’m sorry baby but I am not going to let you see or touch me,” she continued, “I am happy to hug you, but that is as far as it will go, you know how I feel about you touching or seeing my body. My erection disappeared as she continued, “I don’t want you to touch. " She licked her lips, thinking of the dean and skinny Jim, her other part-time chores. She was, she decided, going to throw Jim out pretty soon. He was ready to find his own lovers."We can work something out. Don't have any scholarships, but we've job some jobs. Tutoring, that kind of thing, ten an hour. A few bucks anyhow."Vixen sighed and thought about it, leaning back, mouth pursed. "OK, I'll try, but it's been two or three years, maybe more." Come on," he said. "Get out there. I'll lend. Roger used this to basically take over the business. The next evening I met with Dad, showing him a business plan created by Roger suggesting profits and costs, promoting an encouraging enterprise. Like I hoped he called Lefty."Let me try to explain Lefty. A rat comes to mind. He's skinny and small and evil. And he likes boys. Steve's got gadar if you know what I mean and when Lefty met him after a school play in the company of my dad, Steve sensed the lust. Not that he'd need an extra sense.