“It's all right, mom. Don't worry about it.”He stood up and sighed. Why? Why couldn't she remember something so vile happening to her. Why?#St...ven couldn't sleep. It was almost three in the morning, and he was still wide awake. The thoughts of those videos that Kevin took haunted him. Footage of his mother Margo, being used like a piece of fuckmeat to satisfy his every whim. And that she couldn't remember any of it? There was no way he'd sleep tonight.He sat up in his bed. Was she. I know her, remember?' The blush had a quick outing, then she relaxed and grinned.'It's what she meant. Then she told me that liking you was great, but loving you was a disaster, and she'd seen it happen twice and both times you did something so they stopped loving you. And that if you wanted something real bad, get out of your way fast. Is that true? I think she was warning me, but in a nice way.' Oh, shit.'Annie don't lie too much. I got burnt bad when I was younger and now I guess I ain't so. They didn't break the eye contact until the waiter arrived pushing a cart containing their meal: Lobster with Lemon-butter sauce for Jack and Haddock filet with asparagus for Ariel, crisp green salad topped with fresh vegetables, fresh baked rolls with butter, and Chocolate Mousse topped with whipped cream and shaved chocolate for dessert. Ariel was astonished with the magnificence of the meal Jack had ordered for them when he made the reservation."MMMMMM Jack, dinner looks absolutely. It actually took me half an hour and cost me just over a hundred pounds, but I was as excited as I could ever remember being when she sat on my knee and unwrapped it."A Polaroid!" she laughed and parted her knees as I slipped a hand between her thighs,"Yup" my fingers found the slightly damp nylon of her panties,"As in instant pictures" Yup" a finger wormed it's way sneakily into her panties,"And no nosey photo developers to see what the subject is" Yup" the finger delved into a soft, velvety.