When you're done, get dressed and come downstairs." She looked genuinelynervous, but hurriedly moved into the bathroom, climbed into the tub, andbega... spreading the lotion. I went downstairs and set up some things atthe kitchen table. Nail polish and make up here, moisturizers andapplicators there...I had chosen the colors to best match the shade of polish I had out fortoday and when Joanna came down, I had her sit right in front of me."Sweetie, you certainly don't look so much like a boy. She slid her hands down over her boobs, feeling the hard nipples protruding through the material. God how she loved the feel of silk against her. Her hands continued down over her hips and along the naked flesh of her upper thighs before touching the tops of her stockings.She twirled in front of the mirror, the heels pushing her ass out a little. After applying a final coat of red lipstick to her lips and a final touch of kohl eyeliner, she headed to the door before pausing. Glancing once more. " I know. I love you, Garry" I love you too Jamie, always!"Before I begin, I stop to savor the moment.You lie there all relaxed, your body shaping the contours of the robe. Your breasts thrust upwards, the nipples prominent against the cloth. My gaze wanders lower, to the softness of your belly, to the valley further down, your thighs, knees, calves, feet. Such loveliness!I strip off my clothes, tossing them on the chair beside the bed. Shirt, jeans, socks, briefs.My cock stands erect, already. As best as I can recall there were three guys and five girls.I sat through a rather average performance of "All's Well That Ends Well." Afterwards we went for a cup of coffee and I discovered that these were the brighter of mother's students. The discussion was really a critique of the performance and in their view it hadn't stacked up well. They were all older than me, one of the women being at least forty; what they call "A mature age student." One thing was clear, they all admired mother and.