“You think you’re all high and mighty! Come down from your fancy house with your good looking husband and live with me awhile! You’re just so ho...ty toity and you look down your nose at me! You think I am trash, don’t you?!” she was wobbling around on heels easily as high as mine.I tried to tell her I didn’t think that at all but I secretly did. She was so obviously an overly permissive mom and a terrible role model for her daughter. In my mind, she should have been ashamed of the way she acted. I had no real interest in photography, but this was for Elise, so I let the charm roll out. "I'd like to see this stuff in action. If that's okay." Sure. I'd just need a subject." "Who could we get to pose for some pictures?" I asked, then kicked Elise in the ankle."Ouch, erm, I mean, I could do it!" She volunteered maybe a little too enthusiastically. "Uh, if that's okay, Cody."Cody started switching on lighting and equipment. "Yeah, sure. Just stand here…"He started directing and taking. I also tried to explain that girls sometimes did it because they wanted to make the boys penis feel really, really good, without giving up their virginity. I was having a hard time explaining it all without making it sound vulgar. I hoped I was helping her understand without making her even more confused.I paused, trying to think of what else I should say. Caitlin got a puzzled look on her face, "Does the semen come out of his penis when it is in her mouth?" Well, it might." I said. I realized I was going to miss the start of the game, so rather than wait for the bus, I hailed a taxi that could get me home in less than twenty minutes.I walked in and found Suzana already in my room with the game on. I’d already missed two Russian goals. She told me the Soviet team had scored 36 seconds into the game and it wasn’t looking good.“Well, I already won the medal bet!” I gloated. “Even if Sweden wins, the best they can have is the silver medal.”“Yeah, I know. But I bet you liked.