As he admitted his failure he was overcome with shame and began kissing Joan's lovely feet while sobbing "Please, don't be ang...y I have tried so hard. Please don't be mean to me, I love you so much and I am trying to do every thing you want." "Now dear you don't have to cry, I know you are trying in your own way, and although you aren't pleasing me yet, I do appreciate your efforts. Of course you know I. ”She sighed, nodded, and relaxed somewhat. “You’re ... how old?”“Thirty-one.”“Simone, that gives you a BMI of thirty-seven point one. We need to aim at between nine and eleven stone*, roughly. Ideally, about ten stone. You don’t need to be rail thin and probably never will be.”*Between 126 and 154 pounds.“I’ve got to lose seven stone?”“Eventually. Eventually. What we need to aim for is around two pounds a week. It doesn’t sound much, but you can reach the target in a year.”“A year? It’s going. My dick gets even bigger. I didn’t wear my panty only wearing towel. So it’s in straight I can’t come out of water. If I come she notices out. So am trying to control myself. But she is enjoying in water. Now she comes out of water to put soap. Oh I was stunned, Since it’s a yellow skirt, it becomes transparent in wet condition. Her big boobs, black nipple pussy n her big ass are making me to interest in her. She asks me to come out of water to put soap.But I told ya am coming I tried a lot to. Her wardrobe was open, revealing her clothes. Her everyday garmants – battered jeans, fading Nirvana T-shirts, a long black coat – were like a typical students, whilst the gear she wore on nights out – stockings, tiny mini-skirts, boob-tubes, even a fish-net top – would have looked immodest on a prostitute. Sitting up in bed, Karen yawned and ran her hand through her wild frizzy blonde hair. She blinked her narrow enigmatic eyes and smiled as the thoughts of all of yesterdays naughtiness came.