"I don't understand, sure I experimented with it when I was younger, but I prefer the real thing," Lauren said as she shrugged. "I have nothing agains... anyone that chooses to be that way, to each their own, but she walks around her flaunting it, and expects us just to accept it, or else we are bad people." I nodded. Denise could get a bit extreme at times. "Doesn't mean she is a bad fit to be my assistant," I pointed out. "No," Lauren nodded as she continued. "But, picture something like what. Does it please you?I had to admit to myself that it did in some strange, perverse way, please me. But I was on my guard. I couldn`t allow my growing passions to override my senses. ‘It pleases me.’ I said thickly. I watched as it jerked erect, rising from the forest of hair, pumping erect in time with his heartbeat until it was a solid column of flesh curving up his belly. It seemed even larger than yesterday with that huge club-like meatus with its gaping slit staring blindly at me.‘ touch. I honestly never thought that I would, but the fantasy was now in my head nevertheless.It was about three months later when I overheard my daughter talking on the phone with one of her friends. On the following Saturday she was going to a sweet sixteen party at one of her friend's house. Now, as I heard her on the phone, I paused outside of her room, listening. Soon I realized that she would be drinking at the party.I debated what to do. Six months earlier she had gone to one of those parties. For people who appreciate the sort of attention they could provide. I dare say everyone will want to think about that, and I haven’t worked out any details, but as an initial reaction what do you think?”There was silence. Jacque and Jill looked at each other, and then at their mother.“Well she looks the part, and as I recall she always had a sharp tongue when necessary,” said Jill.“I agree,” said Jacque. “We need to work a lot of things out though.”“Well, yes,” I agreed. “But as a basic.