I must be acclimating to time jumps.Coherent thought's a luxury in these first few minutes so I simply wait for my breathing to steady and the shiveri...g to kick in as the chequer plate metal floor absorbs whatever residual heat I possess. That way, at least I know I'm alive.As the mind fog lifts and the hum of the cobalt fluorescent light replaces it, I haul myself to sit against one featureless wall of the empty box, hugging my legs for warmth. I try to focus, sluggish at first before. ’ she mused to herself. ‘I can quit pretending and start being the cold uncaring bitch i really am!’ And that put a smile on her lips. She got to her exit ramp and eased off the freeway her left hand still rubbing her clit and continued for the remaining 20 minute drive to her newly inherited 6 bedroom 4 bathroom home with 2 kitchens and a small staff to take care of it including a maid, a butler and a cook, all full time employees. They also were a part of some program that allowed girls from. Her back was to me, and she didn’t know I was in the room with her. I heard her take a deep breath, almost a sigh of relief. I froze, not sure what to do; the alcohol induced haze again flooded my brain, stripping away almost all of my self-control.I was saved from having to do anything because Beth turned around. Her eyes widened, surprised not to be alone. She smiled at me, obviously relieved when she saw it was me. But her face quickly fell; she took a step toward me searching my face “I. It was so big and soft, her ass formed around my hand. She didn’t stop me. She liked to be grabbed by her son. Her son is the only one that can do this to me, she thought, he has all the rights. She told herself and felt proud.Mom: I can’t get pregnant, you know that, and yes, I can still get pregnant! Don’t even ask me, I’m not that old!Me: You should have used some pill, mom. No, I was not going to ask you that. Look at you! You look like my sister, not my mother.She laughed at my comment,.