.. ummmm... I want to keep it? A sou ... souvenir from tonight?" I finished tyingit and opened my purse to put it in."Fuck me. You are a kinkly slut!"...He zipped his trousers up. "Kinky and abit of a whore judging by all those condoms you have. Are you planning touse all thse condoms tonight?" No. No I'm not," I replied as I slowly got up from my kneeling position,gently easing the stiffness out of my legs and feeling the pain of bloodrushing back into my knees which had been resting against the. Outside was a woman that wanted to be his, and he would have her for his own. ‘You can put on some music if you want. My CD case is on top of the bookshelf.’ he said. ‘What do you want to hear?’ she said. ‘Whatever, sorry, I’ll be out in a minute.’ She forgave him and looked at his CD case. It wasn’t her music but she had seen worse. Her mind and heart wandered together as she thumbed through the pages. Before, she had been in turmoil, her heart had been unsure until only now. Now that she was. I had taken a peek at my mother’s breasts when she had looked away. They seemed to be quite big, but they probably also sagged quite a bit, although I couldn’t think of a reason why I should be thinking about something like that.The day proceeded normally from there, as did the following ones. I found myself holding the red socks in my hand every morning, but every time I returned them back in the drawer. Eventually the tension became unbearable, because of quite improper images which were. ..can't. Not yet."Jasmine nodded. "It's okay. Really. We'll take it slow. Now, I...Imean you have to call Sandy. She's going to be helping you get readyfor tonight." Should we tell her?" I asked.Jasmine thought for a moment then nodded. "Yes. You'd better call herthough. Act as if you were me and ask her to come over. We'll tell herhere. But we probably shouldn't tell anyone else. At least not yet."I flipped open Jasmine's phone and dialled Sandy. She answered, "Hey girlfriend. .