.like a woundedanimal..he jumped back and lifted his legs..and scuttled into the corner of hisseat.? I reached down and grabbed him andsat him upright...again. He was trembling badly now...and I thought for one briefsecond he might piss his pants.? I sethim back in his proper sitting?position..and spread his young legs wide again...this time running theknife blade along the smooth flesh to remind him not to alter his position.? Then I gently reached down and loosened hisneck tie and removed it.?. " Stop arguing with me young lady," she said. "Now shake your butt or else."You started shaking your butt as you walked, and it seemed to be attracting a bit of attention."People are looking at me, mom," you said."You're an attractive girl, so guys are going to look at you," she said. "Be thankful for the attention."You started shaking your butt a little less, but your mom noticed."Shake it hard, Courtney," she said. "If you ever walk without shaking your butt noticeably, I will punish. It was far larger than the smaller ones on dresses in his dreams, but he could work with it easier this way.This passion came about because one of the problems with clothing that he always hated was that people need to use "drawstrings" to hold up their pants. They were cumbersome and hard to keep up-with. Sometimes they broke at the most inopportune times.He saw this design in his dreams a few times on various outfits he dreamt about soon after he left home, and it really seemed too practical. I pulled the zipper. The first one showed that Violet did imagine what I would look like nude. Full frontal, too. The second one had me from the rear, standing in the shower with Violet, one of her arms around me and smiling wickedly while her other hand was between our bodies. No doubt working up a lather, from the suds. The third picture showed me lifting one of her breasts to my lips where I circled her nipple with my tongue and her mouth was opened. Her mouth was open wider in the fourth,.