At my age I still try to maintain a sexy appearance. I exercise a few times a week and I eat pretty decent. I'd say I weigh around 130lbs and I have s...ort brown hair to my shoulders. I, however, am the pale one of the family. My 2 c***dren, got their skin pigmant from my husband who tans too easily. I have to go through a few good sun burns before I begin to tan if I do at all.My husband was texting me about a fantasy of his and telling me that he always thought it would be hot if I had sex. "I'll tickle you back!"He grabbed her side and she shrieked with laughter, "STOP!!"He allowed her to catch her breath and removed his hand from her wrist. He expected her to withdraw her arm from where he had held it against his chest, but she hesitated and left it lying there a moment. She saw him swallow uneasily."Can I ask something," She said. "O.K" Do you still like me?" she waited for a response.It had been sometime since he had told her this and he'd seen many boyfriends come and go. He. He was not even decent enough to phrase it as a question."I'm hoping she does not know what you're really like."Dead silence.Excellent.Mr. Bacon stepped into the opening of the conversation. "No matter his failings, he's here to hear your Program story. Could you please tell it?"I got an evil grin on my face. "All of it?"My Principal resisted matching my grin. "Why not? Start with your impressions as a student. Then tell him the rest of it."Poor unsuspecting fool."Sure. Most of the week went. I once saw a demonstration of needle play which began by sitting the display subject on a high stool so everyone could see her: but by the time she had a dozen needles in her breasts, they had to move her to a chair because she was so spaced on endorphins that she was in danger of falling over. I stepped back and admired the effect. Her breasts were covered in pinheads till they sparkled like Xmas ornaments. Her eyes moved from them to me: she looked dazed and shocked. ?Master,? she.