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"Mom! Of all things THIS is what you gave the poor guy?" Tiffany exclaims while pointing at your crotch and staring at her mom, completely shocked. Even your mom looks uncomfortable but she remains silent.

"Come on Tiff,no need to make a scene over it. It's just a matter of few days. I'm sure he will manage..."She puts a hand on your bare shoulder and squeezes gently,"You will, won't you?" She asks with a sickly sweet smile.

You nod quietly whil trying to hold your cloth in place.

"Mom! Look at the poor guy, he's embarrassed. Also where did you even get this offensive rag from?" Tiffany asks, making furious hand gestures towards your crotch.

"This belongs to your father. He got it for me to use whenever I wanted him to role-play as Tarzan..." Darla begins but is immediately interrupted by Tiffany.

"MOM! Too much information!"Tiffany exclaims. Then softly, she mutters to herself,"Great,now it's going to take me forever to get the image out of my head."

Darla simply shrugs,"The point is, it's at least something to wear for the next few days. We'll get something before school starts."

Tiffany sighs,"Fine..."She looks at you,"You sure you're okay?"

You nod again. She reachs out and squeezes your forearm,"I promise we'll get you something ASAP."

You smile at her and she nods at you before letting go of your arm,"Come-on, I'll show you to your rooms."

You follow her,all the whil adjusting your cloth so that it doesn't fall off or expose the bare minimum that's covered.

Darla watches the young man struggle as he keeps adjusting his loincloth. His paranoia making him check in every ten seconds to assure that it's still in place.

He's a strapping young man,with a properly cut body. In all her years, she's never seen such a perfectly built body. It's as if someone carved a sculpture out of marble, perfectly chiselled. Even Adonis wouldn't live up to him.

She watches him from behind as they descend the stairs,his strong back muscles ripple under his skin. Looking at him send a warm feeling through her stomach and spreads down to her crotch.

She bites her lips and spares one last glance at John before ducking into an empty room to take care of herself.

"Oh John!" That's what her last words are before she erupts on her fingers.