Walking to the closet pulls out comfy pants, a slinky black T, and boots, chuckles cause no one thinks to pay close attention to a little girl like he..., grinning slides her knife into her boot, patting the pants leg down, brushing her hair back and tying it with a ponytail holder. Checking her makeup in the mirror, walk out the door, grabbing her jacket slings it over her shoulder and grabs her purse heading for the door. Looking at her friend sitting in the car next to her, grinning at her. "Take me. Take me to bed. I want you to make love to me Chris." I quickly picked Mom up in my arms and carried her upstairs to her room. It wasn't planned but my mind quickly went to what I was doing. I was going to take my mother in my parent's bed. It somehow brought out a dark desire in knowing I was taking dad's place, and Mom wanted me to.I gentle placed Mom on the bed and slipped beside her as we once again fondled and kissed.I could feel Mom's hand once again stroking on me, and I slowly. Almost everyone was looking rather guilty. This type of thing didn't happen often. And a lot of these people were feeling as if they had done something a little wrong. Perhaps they would remember it fondly later. But for now it struck most as behavior they ought to be ashamed of. Personally, I felt it had been a grand evening. It turned out a lot better than I had expected at first. Actually, I had ended up doing a lot less work for my pay than usual. The manager was looking as if he wanted his. I asked can I use the bathroom, my stomach is paining badly.Lady said ok no problem, there is the bathroom you can use it. I went inside and pretended as if I am lost were’s the bathroom. I entered the bedroom. She came and said no no, the bathroom is here only. I went and came out after 3-4 minutes.There was no one in the house, I waited for about a minute then the Lady came out from the bedroom, she changed her saree WOW what a beauty. I really appreciate the Ladies who wear Saree, it.