He said meet me at lunch. I said ok. The morning went well as we alladjusted to the new rooms. The bell rang for my lunch. I entered the highschool an... it seemed like everyone was in a rush and everyone was biggerand taller than I was. I get to the cafeteria and I see Luke. I catch upwith him and he says grab a table and I will get us lunch. I looked andfound an empty table. I sat and Luke came over. He had a tray with a couple drinks andsandwiches. We ate and talked. He asked how things were. However much I tried to brush aside the thoughts of her ample breasts dangling between her saree pallu, just as casually as she left them visible at home, would come into my my mind. I always debated about the righteousness of this act and it was always fifty fifty. The growing man in me convinced saying, ‘Just use it for your fantasies, that’s okay’.Over a period of time I masturbated holding mom’s clothes imagining her own body. It didn’t stop there, I started stealing glances at my mom to. I may have written for newspapers and magazines, had a fewsmall books published... but those were my works of 'beauty.' And Ihad to get my darker impulses out as well, and I wrote some veryexposing erotica that had some of my darker sexual fantasies publishedonline... under the name 'DelightfullyDecadent... or DoubleD, as Ioften replied to my fan mail as. My mind mentally thought of some ofthe stuff that he could have found if he looked for my stories, most ofit was pretty hardcore BDSM. I had to lay down on my back. As he was licking both of my nipples nicely, I slowly started taking my pants off. As I got them down to my knees, he put his left had into my underwear. He gently started rubbing my pussy and I definitely noticed that my pussy had been getting a lot wetter ever since I first hooked up with John. Maybe it was just the excitement over doing it with him. I felt my pussy just getting wetter and wetter by the minute. “Wow shit Callie, I'm making you feel good now.