‘Hi, Willow!’ He chirped. ‘What are you doing?’I put a hand to my heart, taking a deep breath. ‘Good grief! Do you want to give me a heart a...tack?! You scared me! I’m just doing a little photocopying. Our review notes for math later this afternoon,’ I added. ‘What are YOU doing?’‘Um,’ he said, ‘well, technically, I’m skipping.’‘It’s lunch time,’ I informed him dryly. ‘You can go wherever you want at lunch.’‘Yes, but next block I’m skipping,’ he said.‘Oh. Why?’‘Well, I thought we could do it. " It's OK Beverly. I do dress a little like a slut, at least a classy slut. I admit that I enjoy the lustful looks that I get from horny men, young and old alike. I'm not sure why I'm that way, but there it is; and I'd be a fool to deny the truth to myself. I'm just very lucky that my son knows that about me and loves me anyway."Mother lifted both of her breasts with her hands, pointing them at Fred, their nipples hard and clearly visible through the thin fabric. "I even like the way Fred. " I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." Why are you sorry for speaking your mind? She needed someone to stand up to her. You didn't slap her?" No, of course not. Did she say I had?" She implied you were violent, without being specific. I'm sure if you'd hit her she would have laid a complaint. The fact she hasn't suggests there was nothing in it." There wasn't. I just pointed her to the door." I thought as much. So how does it feel?" Terrible. I've gone over it again and again wondering. "Heavens, whathappened to you? Did you fall in a ditch?" Car trouble," I began. "We got stuck in a bog..." Oh... well, never mind that now," she said, rather brusquely, Ithought. "We need your help. The Transformations people need someoneto demonstrate on." What? No way! No one's going to demonstrate anything on me." Oh, come on now. Don't be difficult," she wheedled. "There's no oneelse." Why can't they transform one of the Pink Ladies?" They all came in full drag this week. It seems.