” She smiled, folding one of her sexy bras.“I miss you too. Um, could I ask a favor mom? Could you send me a picture?” He asked.“A picture of ...e?” She smiled.“Yeah…um, I just thought it would be cool to have a picture of you on my phone to look at…and to show my friends” He explained.“Aww, what a sweetheart.” She said.“So you will?” He asked.Send him something sexy Sneha. The poor boy is suffering from horniness. But how? I can’t have him showing his friends a picture like that. Wait, I know. Mummy hasbeen watching me and can't wait to have me in her arms, in the way sheknows I love having my doll Cindy.Instead of the sissy images and lovely outfits, I was now seeing awoman's image appear before me in their place. Somehow it continued tozoom in and out, in and out over and over then disappear not giving me achance to make out who it is, or what she really looked like. Could itbe my mother I wondered as I asked that question out loud, withoutgetting an answer. You know you've always. Time waved for her to walk towards a side door which lead to a long, dark corridor, which had the private booths at one of its ends, and the toilets at the other end, with a wider area in between, that had lots of porn pictures posted on a big wall, which explains what kind of movie was playing in each private booth, but a customer is also allowed to pull a DVD from the shelves and watch it at the booth against coins dropped at the specified area.By the time Tamara arrived at the side door. " I finished the tea and brought the cup upstairs and went down to the steps again. The damn cigarette smoke was sticking in my throat, so I threw them away. I did a little pacing as time wore on. At a quarter after nine I saw Martha turn the corner at Second Avenue and start walking toward me.When she was halfway down the block she waved at me. I walked to her, and when I joined her on the sidewalk she put her arm through mine and gave me a kiss."What are you doing out here? Are you out here.