I was pleased to discover she was wearing thigh-high stockings with a garter belt instead of panty hose. I smiled at her. Mother became rigid and turn...d her head toward the window I knew she was having second thoughts. I wasn't so I began to slip her panties down. Mother sighed deeply and lifted her ass off the bed to allow me to peel them completely off. I looked down at my mother. Her breasts were heaving with exhilaration. Her dress was bunched around her waist. A strip of hair headlined her. Just like we used to play, when I was a kid”“You were a kid back then, not anymore,” I replied.“Please na, mama. I will be the doctor, you be my patient”“Okay, okay” I agreed, reluctantly.My niece went inside the room and after some time, I went in, acting as if I had met a serious accident and was on the verge of death.“Help me, doctor”, I pleaded, acting as if I was on the verge of collapse. My niece came running and supported me as she took me near the bed. My hands brushed her boobies!. I have always been a solitary being, any companionship transient and fleeting due to the nature of time and the cycle of life.I search out women with strong or enduring natures, who won’t totally surrender if I reveal a bit more of the depth of my experience. I can be a wee bit overpowering at times. I leave them before I inadvertently irrevocably mold and shape them to suit my own preferences, just by the weight of my regard.Following my pattern of rising up near the top strata of society I. "We also bought some casual clothes. I got two pairs of jeans. Both extremely flared, one dark rinse, another stonewashed with cute little studs around the pockets. I got belts to go with both. One studded, the other with one of those rhinestone belt buckles that are so in. I bought two skirts, and a couple tops to go with them. I got two evening outfits. One was a black sequined sleeveless top, with a long slinky skirt to match; the other was an oh-so-short silver skirt with a black lace.