I pick up my bag and head towards the lift, you behind me, following my slipstream of my perfume. Watching my big ass, as I walk. In the lift not a wo...d, but I can feel you're warm breathe on the back of my neck. As your breathing heavily, I hear you drop your bag to the floor...I can feel your wet lips on my neck and the bulge in your trousers, right up behind me. Then your left hand reach around my waist,up towards my nipple..your right hand slides down my bottom, pulls up my dress and just. "Do you need to get that?" Brad asked the driver."It isn't my phone, Miss," the driver replied."Beeeeep." There it was again. Brad started shuffling around the backof the car and searched beneath the seat as the driver glanced back inthe rearview mirror."That's not what my phone sounds like." Well, then, your purse has been ringing for an hour." Oh my God! I was supposed to watch a movie with Allison tonight," Bradsaid in frustration.Brad unclasped his new accessory and dumped its contents on. Karen had volunteered for "the next step in painless departure." that had been placed on the web site. When she came by for intake on Thursday, she was told that she would be scheduled for noon on Saturday, and that she had a special questionnaire to fill out.The questions were pretty graphic and had really titillated the young woman. Karen was thirty-one, and had pretty much recovered from the angst, agony and all of the other emotional fallout of being selected, she had checked out Findley on. From that time I started planing for making my mom sleep with me and make love to me.I started to peep into her washroom while she was bathing and used to masturbate there only.Many days went off like that.After around 2 months I was suffering from high fever and she used to help me in everything…One fine day when I was sitting in couch and asked mom for coffee and after 15 mundane bought me a cup of coffee and she also had it. When she bent and gave me a cup her pallu sloped down and I saw her.