The scent of her freshly washed hair and body washed over me; violet, jasmine and ylang ylang. “Cara... I did not know. I swear to you. He told me...he was bringing someone up but wasn't specific...if I had known, I would have told you,” she sighed as she played with her champagne with her index finger. “Hmm... I don't believe you; you picked this outfit out knowing I was going somewhere formal with my father. Didn't you think it could be a possibility your husband might be bringing me up. If she was caught doing this back home would have gotten into trouble but she was alone and it was fun breaking one of her mother rules. The realization that every decision was now up to her scared her and she didn’t think that she could break any more of her rules.Dancing around the room was a minor rule to break and was kinda a guilty pleasure of hers. The rules like drinking or sex were the ones that she had no interested in breaking. Judy never found a guy that she ever found to be. He went in pursuit and the idiot fired at him. Half the town fired back at the idiot. He crashed his car. We’ve got him in custody.”John smiled as he said, “I guess the town doesn’t like its law enforcement types getting shot at. That would make me feel a lot better about being a cop in this area.”Robert looked at John as he considered that maybe the townsfolk didn’t like to see one of their own get attacked. He said, “Some give one reason while others give another. It’s hard to know what. Some nights she would ask me to scratch her back. Oh, the strap of the bra was a bit embarrassing, just when I’d managing to do despite that mom would open it and ask me to feel free. I did that with a great sense of love and respect for my mom and nothing else.All these visuals became the subjects of my fantasies as a grew by.Now at eighteen mom would call me only to get her clothes to the bathroom, she won’t call me to scrub her back anymore.But now I desperately miss it. Anyhow secretively I.