Once again I decided to put off speculation about the nature of text, and focus, like a good epigrapher, on deciphering it.There were many words I did...'t know; most others I had more than one tentative translation for. This is my field, though – as time went on, I indexed the collection of sentences based on interpretation of the words; I tightened up my understanding of the text. It was rather like a crossword puzzle; a crossword puzzle as big as the campus, and with clues written in a foreign. She reached one of her hands down between her legs and spread her nether-lips and sent a command to her bladder to release what was stored up in there. The red head let out a blissful sigh as her hot, honey colored piss trickled out of her at first and then turned into a powerful arch. “Ooh,” she hummed softly as her free hand began to fondle her dusky pink nipple of her C-cup breast, the urine continuing to flow hotly from between the spread lips of her pussy. “This feels amazing.” Her mouth. "Will you wear something sexy for me?" I said."Ok, what would you like?" Well, I liked you a lot in just your stockings and stiletto's. That would do for now."Mom though for a moment and said, "Ok, I have some ideas to get you going. Just lie back on the bed, close your eyes so you can't see what I'm doing for a few minutes."I did as instructed, and lay back, now fully naked, with the blanket removed, with my eyes closed and back against the bed headrest.I heard mom rummage around in some. In the morning, I awoke to Miss C's firm but gentle voice saying "time to wake and get ready... you have a big day ahead"! I got out of bed, showered and brushed my hair dry. Without make-up, I look much younger than my 22 years. I entered my bedroom to find the following on the bed: a pair of cotten print panties, bobbi socks, a tight silk tee shirt, a skirt and a blouse. I have small breasts so no bra was needed but once i was dressed, i knew that i would be playing the part of a younger.