”“This is just us wanting to understand you. God knows we don’t have a problem with sex around here. So … can you tell us why you are holding ...ack or reluctant sometimes?”“I … I … don’t want to seem … look like a slut …” She dropped her body into his, covering her face in his chest.Bobbi stroked her back down to her ass. “Do you really think we would think badly of you?” She shook her head but didn’t look up. “Do you believe we love you?” She nodded. “Do you believe our life would now be empty. "I'll be back for you at five," she said. "HAVE YOU GONE COMPLETELY WACKO!!?!?" I yelled in a hushed voice. "HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS???" "You'll think of something," she said, dropping the keys into her cleavage. "You always do." "But suppose I have to go to the bathroom," I countered. "Don't give me that," she said. "I've seen you go for a whole day without visiting the bathroom." "But...," I tried to say. "SHHH! The subject is closed. I'll be back at five. Bye."She turned and. Now the labia minora.”She drew in a stuttering breath when my tongue slid up the parting of her lips, wiggling back and forth. When I reached the top, I stopped just shy of her clit and worked my way back down.She let me make three passes and whimpered several times, so I asked, “Is that right, Ms. White?”“So very right,” she said, slipping out of character for a moment, but then continued the lesson. “Now, show me the vagina.”I turned my head to the side, used my fingers to part her lips,. This time I heard movement in the apartment and shortly the door opened… to one of the most beautiful young women I have ever seen… wearing nothing but a very skimpy and sheer baby-doll nightie, red… and a huge smile. It flowed over her body, showing off every nook and cranny; every beautiful part of her was on full display, softly adorned by the smooth, sexy fabric of her nightie.I stood in the doorway gawking, unsure what to do. Her smile never faded and she invited me in, perhaps oblivious.