He felt strangely alone even though she was physically present.Billy's mom had a habit carelessly getting dressed in front of him. She often walked ab...ut getting ready for her day wearing a white open bottom girdle attached to sheer tan or beige nylons and no shoes. Billy thought nothing of it initially until he grew older and started to become sexual aroused at the sight of his partially dressed mother. She would also often don her stockings with him present by her side. He would be mesmerized. "She nodded at that, her expression indicating that she already knew thatmuch. "Come," Streak indicated, "I will show you where you may bed whileyou are here." Then she added, "Though I supposed that it will only befor one night."I followed behind her, listening intently as she started gesturing atthings and telling me what they were. Most of them broke down to thelibrary, market and other shops. It was interesting, though there wasone thing that was of more interest."Um... I'm getting pretty. Dad died just a couple weeks ago. Damn man wanted to cut down a tree, and it fell on him. Stupid asshole. I hadn't really liked dad, but he worked as hard as he could. We had gotten in most of what we had grown this year. At least he did that before he died on me.I was thinking about what I had to go search for, when Bandit got to his feet and growled his 'people are coming' growl. I picked up my rifle, and moved to my position that me and dad had dug a year ago."Bandit!" I said sharply.He. . obviously there was some fabric between her buttocks and the wall, not just her panties and tights. Her captor(ess?) had let her keep her skirt too.Suddenly, she heard a muffled buzz, and she felt a column of hot air in front of her. She could feel the heat on her legs, on her belly, and especially on her breasts. It stopped just when the ends of her tits started to ache.This thing happened again a few minutes later. It repeated regularily. Soon, she remarked that it lasted longer... or were.