What a blessing it was to know that her form was still appreciated, to a younger generation at that. For the first time in a span of years she was too...excited to despair over, she'd be seen as a woman, that which had been lost from her aged lover, would once again be rekindled with a new, more passionate lover. Who she desired would lack experience, have as much self-control as a wild a****l in heat, ignoring all courtesy to sate the sudden arousal she caused the moment her frame came into. So that left me and his mom, Carol. I was holding back because I had to work the next day and did not want to be hung over. Carol, you got me. But she did get a good buzz on. Carol invited me to come and look at her green house. She showed all her plants and stuff. Then out of no where she tells me "I bet you get alot of girls, you are a good looking k** and I am sure you get plenty of action but if you ever hit a dry spell and need some booger on the fly come see me." I could not believe what. He absently rubbed at his chest, blushing at the realization of how hard they were. Of how wet he was further down. The memory of how great it had felt to play with himself filled his mind but he wasn't sure that he was ready for the next step. "I can't." Donny told her. "Not now. Not yet." "But..." Mara started, obviously looking a little hurt. Donny gulped, fighting with his own growing desires. "I like you too." Donny admitted, "But I never thought that..." He took a deep breath. "This is. For some reason, the idea of her stripping for Sloane was making her hot. Her mind was still free but her body wasn't her own.Sloane went and turned on the stereo. He found a station that played heavy metal music and he cranked up the sound. "Don't bother screaming for help." he said. "This room is sound proof and the secretary is already under my control."There went Winona's last hope for salvation. She slowly stood up and lowered her head in shame, resigned to her fate. The heat in her loins.