"I was totally surprised to see the reply from mom..."How big is your...penis?" I don't know...I've never actually measured it." Get a scale measure i... and let me know" ok"After few minutes i sent her "i dont have a scale but i comparedthe size with a charlie spray, its almost exactly the same size as my...penis." As i knew my moms favourite is charlie so its easy for her to compare the size of my penis.i waited for few minutes again sent her a sms "did you comparing the size of my penis with. The liquid went on smoothly as I drew the thin brush across my lids. Under my eye I used a very dark pencil to finish outlining my eyes. The mascara made my lashes look thicker and sexier, and I loved the way the mascara went on. So easy, and the results were perfect. On my cheeks I used a pale rose blusher, blending it with my skin with a sponge. In my room I took the dress off the hanger and slipped it over my head, closed the zipper and looked in the mirror. The tops of my breasts strained. I thanked her for the moment, but did nothing else.The next time I saw her, it was to interview her for a position in my firm. Beth was a medical professional, and I had need for someone like her to assist with some of my work. Now, it was no longer volunteer work, but a paid position. I interviewed many, but - knowing her abilities - she was an obvious choice. I offered - she accepted. We celebrated with dinner that night.When dinner was over, I walked her to her car. She asked if I was in a. I watched the clock slowly tick on.Finally, "Um, Cindy, we gotta go." She stood, and walked to the door while I scrambled to my room to get my bookbag. "Um, I'm sorry, Cindy, really, really, sorry." We headed across the parking lot to the bus stop. "Um, you're not mad at me are you?" God, I hoped not. "You, you, don't regret what we did last night, do you?" I would be so crushed. We walked in silence. I just knew she hated me.Halfway there one of the kids saw us. Soon everyone was staring..