"Tomorrow you're going to get breasts like mine? Is that what you want,Honey?" Yes," I croaked.She moved my hand so that my fingers were touching her...cheek. "Feel myskin. Its soft and wrinkled with age. Is that what you want, Honey? Doyou want wrinkled skin like your mommy?"I closed my eyes and whimpered. "Yes, Mom. That's what I want."She moved my hand down her chest and laid it to rest on her paunchystomach. "Feel my middle aged paunchy stomach, Honey. Do you want yourbelly to look. I had met Elizabeth three times this week. I have given her much pleasure this week. She called me wanting to meet again. I briefly imagined what Holly might be up to. Probably fucking. But I don’t care. I am absolutely confident in her and I, there needn’t be any doubts of us. So now here I was, reading Elizabeth’s latest e-mail to me. She wants to come here tonite. So I was sending her an e-mail with directions. Stephanie walked up behind me. “Hey” I said. “What’s up” She said. “I got a. The thought of working in a supermarket didn’t inspire me. Packing shelves or being a checkout chick seemed boring. So I agreed to talk to this couple. Mr and Mrs Walden were lawyers and had a practise in town. I saw them, they seemed nice and so they said they would get me a trial. Mum and dad were very excited.Bright and early the following Monday I fronted up to work. Basically I would clear the breakfast dishes after they went to work and then clean the house, make the beds and feed their. She was sitting on the opposite end of the couch from Adam and had her legs under her. With her short skirt she knew that he had a good view far enough up her legs that he could tell she wasn't wearing underwear. She shifted her body slightly, causing her legs to spread a bit. She saw Adam's eyes drop down and gaze up her skirt, now hiding nothing."Like the view?" she asked him.Caught, he began to stutter, "Um ... uh..." I'll take that as a yes. Don't worry. Want a better look?" she asked..