Like the spandex layer beneath it, the rubber hood had tiny little holes for her to breath through. Its only other feature was the large hole exposing...her mouth, forcing it wide open. For all intents and purposes, she could now be seen as an orifice and nothing more; an open mouth waiting to be used. But she was so much more, he realised. The spandex catsuit hugged her perfect body tightly, showing off her firm breasts and slim waist. Teasing him. Inviting him.She raised her arms at her sides. "No, I got it. Did your mom go to the store?" I nodded and leaned against the counter."So, how old are you now?" she asked."Twenty. I'll be twenty-one next month though," I replied."Oh boy, you'll be drinking," she said. She then grabbed two glasses and filled them with egg nog. "Might as well get ahead of the game." Thank you," I said taking the glass."Cheers," she said holding up her glass. I sipped mine, but Ms. Christina swallowed all of hers. I wondered what else she could swallow?"So, do. I’ll explain very soon what it means to those who don’t.It was an uneventful and pleasant ride back home and on arrival we parked the bikes in front of the garage. Jay would certainly have heard us pulling onto the driveway.Walking up the path I looked back at Matt who was still busy sorting his bike out and just said, ‘coffee’.To which he replied, ‘That would be great.’Walking into the house I was really taken by surprise by Jay. She met me in the hallway and I was stunned by what she was. As she pulled out of the driveway, I went into our files and pulled out the receipts from when she paid her tuition. Sure enough, all of her classes were on Monday and Wednesday nights. Her Tuesday and Thursday evenings were free. As much as I wanted to, it was hard to deny that something was going on.I started looking through her dresser, finding lots of lingerie, but no more damning evidence. I went through her nightstand with an equal lack of results. Finally, in her side of the closet, I.