Nothing was right. Then I spied my Dad’s shampoo bottle. It was thick, but not overly so like my liter bottles and it featured sloped shoulders. I ...eached my hand for this perfect instrument. My fingers started to slide along the surface, when I jerked them back, almost as if the bottle were hot. What was I thinking of doing? This was my Daddy’s shampoo bottle. It felt incredibly wrong just thinking of using this bottle, thick and strong like my Dad, in such an intimate and carnal way. This. Frankly, I don't know if I'dever be able to focus on chem again. I must have come across as exactlyas big of an idiot as she thought I was.And yet, once the awkwardness of the whole situation had passed, it wasnice. I was actually talking to Leah. She was just as witty and funnyand just as much into all that nerd stuff as the girl I had known fromafar. It was a step down from sex, sure, but it was all I had everwanted, all that I had ever hoped it would be.And then - all too soon - it was. " I know that's what you think you're feeling, i just worry that you're still so young to be in a sexually committed relationship ". Lynn told Jane. "I know you worry, it's only natural for a mother to protect and guide her daughter but you've got to come to terms with the fact i'm a woman now, Steve just helped me blossom from the shy, self conscious girl i was, into the confident young woman i am now ". Countered Jane. Lynn had seen the change in Jane since meeting Steve. Her words a. He started to look at the responses. He was pleasantly surprised as most seemed legitimate and contained the requested pics and dimensions. Nobody was wasting time with the normal sweet talking that would occur when a man is trying to convince a woman to pick him. They all understood that this was a man making a request on behalf of his wife. Romance wasn’t a requirement.George was fascinated as he scrolled through the responses. Some of the dicks were uncut, he hadn’t specified, and some were.