"Here you go Charlie. Put your wallet, and lipstick andkeys in this and we can go. I'll go check on your little brother," Momsaid.I did as I was told....I felt like a robot. I finished putting all my stuffin the clutch and started to walk out of my mom's bedroom. I figured I'llwait for them downstairs. Plus I didn't what my mom to see me checkingmyself out in the mirror. But I wanted to see how I looked. I never got achance or did it dawn on me to get a good look at myself. I could hear myheels. The large cubicle was tiled with modern good taste on every surface except the ceiling which was, instead, clustered with overpowered inset spots. The reflected glitter on taps, showerhead and fittings lent a sort of merciless glamour to the space, at odds with the blousy tattiness of the rest of establishment. I had never been in this room before. One or other of the many bedrooms had been the setting for my earlier ceremonies in this house and conducted with other girls. My hostess for today. I had a farm that I purchased in the rolling hill country. My reason was a place to get away from all that had happened in the past. I could work with the a****ls and fields and find inner peace that I had never experienced. Her daughter, Vickie was a concern. She was abused so bad, that she literally hated men. Time was the only answer to her turning it around. A trust had to be built. When Vickie got into high school, she stayed at home working on school work. She became a geek. She also had. Short cropped brown hair and a face and voice that exudes sex and sexual pleasure. I have a formula I use for sizing up new women: would I be comfortable giving her oral sex and receiving oral sex for twenty minutes?Decidedly yes in this case and my mind is imagining it.“What Claude likes is for his man to have a raging erection for him to use with no foreplay on his part.“Undress me and I will get you ready for him.”Size 8 slim body, long legs, trimmed pubic hair, flat stomach, small tits,.