"I think we better not do that anymore," I said shakily. Denise's face had gone a pale white shade and she nodded solemnly in agreement."All we can do...is wait I guess. I'm sure that SOMEONE is watching these elevators or will notice that something is the matter pretty soon," I said, sitting down carefully in the corner of the car."Yea, you are probably right. At least I HOPE you are right," Denise replied, taking a seat opposite me. She too sounded a little shaken by this whole thing.I tried. Mom said yes. I said mom think my desire. Mom said what I think. I said mom I need help from you. Mom said what helps. I said mom I need you give me chance mom I love you mom I love. Mom said I know my son love me but how I help. I understand mom agree. I said mom I want to make a real story like that. Mom said what? I said mom yes come on. Mom said you naughty boy. I said yes mom is you agree. Mom said I love you so much my dear son. I hearing this I become mad I hug mom. Mom said come on son. The first time this occurred was shocking to me, and I woke up with my panties soaking wet and feeling like I couldn't walk properly, with my feet and legs together. But I so grew to look forward to his thrusting shaft inside me.These occurrences happened almost every week throughout the two years until I reached my eighteenth birthday. By then I had a boyfriend who was teaching me the actual acts of fulfilling my carnal needs.My spectral delight didn't come to me every week. The visits were. ?And we talked to Sinny last night and shetold us what a great pussy eater you are. So I hope you don’tmind if we don’t waste time getting cleaned up. We want toget the party started right now. Since we are not lookingour best, why don’t we dim the lights and create a littleatmosphere.? Jill opened a box containing about 20 large candles. Shecircled them around Tom’s table. Megan found the lightswitch and turned it off while Jill and Vicky began lightingthe candles. Since they didn’t think slow.