Her final point was well taken. I must admit, the thought of having leverage on Evelyn, with her phoney-baloney self-righteousness, swayed me more tha... money ever could. "Do you have your cheque-book?" I asked, capitulating. "How much?" she asked, smug again. I quickly calculated an amount. "Five thousand dollars," I stated casually. Just as casually, "What's your full name Margot." "Just make it out to the 'American Civil Liberties Union," I said. ” A sad expression fell across the futa-professor's face. “That's why we have Meaghan.”My stomach lurched. “What?” “She's your understudy. I will not force you to have sex with your futa-sister, or anyone, but I'm not changing my artistic vision of the play. Romea and Juliet deserve to have their full passion shown off in ways that they couldn't in the past. Young lovers writhing in passion is such a beautiful thing.”“But... but...” I shook my head. “I'm playing Juliet. I worked hard for this.. You will not beMurray there but Anne, so you will be the right sex.Plus dear, I am out of practice in picking up a man, you are a pro atit. You will do a much better job at getting him to fall into our trap.Added bonus with both of you being Civil War enthusiasts, it will be somuch easier for you to get him somewhere private.You will just get him in a compromised position and wanting a blow jobfrom you, then tell him he needs to break up with our Catherine, orelse everyone will know that he. ”Mom unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, and then she unhooked her bra from behind and removed that too. Mom stood there while I looked at her bare breasts. She closed her eyes and put her hands behind her back. That thrust her perky breasts out toward me. Mom was thirty-two years old and in excellent shape, her breasts had tan lines from her bikini top. Her breasts were like perfect halves of a cantaloupe, her areolas were about the same color as her tan but on that Lilly white skin they.