Anyone who came over was liable to catch my germs.I opened the door to a shocking sight. Three young ladies, all dressed identically like Betty Boop. ... never told anyone this before, but as a youth I would get a boy-sized woody while watching Betty Boop cartoons. I thought she was oh so sexy in a coy way. The large plastic heads with big painted-on eyes and dark curly painted-on hair completely concealed their identities. I had a pretty good idea who these masked visitors were - my daughter's. Kelly and Heidi kept promising that introductions were forthcoming, and those two seemed to be running the show, but something always seemed to come up.Linda was sitting on a couch, looking out a window taking in the view of the skyline as she reflected on the last two days. She wasn't the least bit worried; Mistress knew best, after all. Of that she was sure. But she longed for the opportunity to show Mistress her devotion. The mere thought of it made her all wet all over again. So wrapped up. Working the counter at the block long, midtown department store might not have been the greatest of jobs, but it was a job nevertheless. One that paid the bills and gave her enough flexibility to take some college courses designed to help her get a better position down the line. Plus, the job did come with some perks, including a generous employee discount, and while Ellie wasn’t willing to buy her cosmetics here, discount or not, she did make use of it for clothes whenever she could. Despite. She made no bones about it ... after even a short time of making out, she would ask me to unbutton her blouse or she would do it herself. Once her blouse was open, it was off. Once the blouse was off ... the bra was soon gone as well. Judy loved to have her breasts on display and have me either kiss them or play with them. One thing Judy taught me was that a woman can climax and how to help her climax. With just the right amount of playing with her breasts and sucking on her nipples, she would.