Adam Stanford and Dr. Yasmin looked at each other silently…their faces drew closer…and they kissed. A most unexpected move, on both sides, to be s...re. Dr. Yasmin Hussein blinked nervously when Adam Stanford’s soft lips pressed against her own. The Somali-Canadian Muslim psychiatrist shuddered as Adam pulled her close, wrapping his strong, manly arms around her. The doctor knew that this was wrong, that she was crossing the line, but she couldn’t help herself. This young Jamaican guy was simply. The sexual harmonies in me had gone away. I was terrified, nervous and scared as well because what if she told my mom about the act.After that incident, after a week, I again went upstairs to the terrace. I took a novel book to have some privacy and a peaceful time. Time was passing as I began to read the novel. In the afternoon, I got a text from Jihan saying let’s have fun darling. So this time I checked around and nobody was there.I was in full on mood and that day the live chat was going. He could now see why he hadn’t heard voices. Between him and the doors were a pair of women seated on a bench, making out with each other passionately. One was a very tall and slim brunette whose hair was so dark it was almost black. Despite her fit build, she had full DD cup breasts that hung over her lowered toga. The woman she was kissing was a much shorter Asian woman with a petite build and long straight black hair. Between the legs of each woman, knelt a man who was busily sucking and. Jason knew that this wasn’t really helping him towards his goal of rehabilitating his mother’s personality as best he could - but he just couldn’t help it. She had grown far too deft in pushing his buttons and encouraging him towards what he would otherwise consider more extreme acts. This new tact was a little different though - she had previously kept her machinations directed at Sarah and later Karla - but now she had seemed to be intent on offering herself up for her son’s pleasures. He.