All three could cook as well as clean, one even said she did windows. What’s so hard about cleaning windows? I was the one who cleaned ours anyway. ...ever could understand that one. I told all three that I would let them know by the following week who I chose. All three expected gas money or some type of travel expense. I guess that was reasonable since gas prices were so high. I had a few women asking about live in but I just couldn’t see letting some sixty year old woman I didn’t know roam the. I kept getting more and more attention at school. I was growing a bit, and my clothes fit a little smaller. I started catching boys looking at me, and girls giving me weird looks. I loved wearing pants and shorts that showed my pantyline. I had a teacher, Mr. Anderson, who I caught looking at my butt a few times. He was a fat, ugly, old white man that I didn't like at all. I would go up to his desk and walk away shaking my hips a little more than usual. I didn't really notice an ass on myself,. “Now, I bet you want to see what my baby girl's packing beneath her skirt.”“She's a futa, too?” I asked, a smile crossing my lips.“Hopefully.”Jolene slid her mouth off my dick and winked up at us. She licked her lips, cleaning up the loose futa-cum that had spilled over her chin. Then she grabbed the hem of her t-shirt. She ripped that up and off, her boobs bouncing out.She shuddered and winked up at me. She was clearly eager for some wild fun to come. Her small breasts jiggled with quivering. "Good puppy," I commend you, and your face glows with pride. "Would you like to see other tricks my puppy can do?" I ask the young man. A crowd is gathered around us, people are taking pictures of us and videotaping. "Come closer," I tell the young man and his legs move immediately. I look at you and point toward the young man, you understand without words what I want you to do and shuffle to him. You kneel right in front of him and pull down his board shorts, he's so shocked he doesn't.