Many of them danced with her and complements came from all angles, at last she was relaxing.A slow piece of music drifted through the night as I got a...drink I felt a hand on my sleeve, turning, I saw mom.“Too good to dance with an older woman eh”I laughed and took her elbow and led her to the dance floor, her arms clasped behind my head and we moved together, she laid her head on my shoulder and I held her close.I could smell her perfume it was so subtle but arousing at the same time.“Thanks. The guy in the tuxedo offered to get me a drink, but I declined.I just wanted to get my money and get out of there. The rug I wasstanding on probably cost more than my college education.A man, probably fifty or sixty, and wearing white tennis shorts and ablue polo shirt entered. He held out his hand."Jim? I'm Harrison Jacobs."I shook his hand and said, "I'm Jim," then realized he already knew that."Nice to meet you Mr. Jacobs," I added. I was not used to being aroundwealth, and I was. It’s hardly the most common garb to go clubbing in, which makes you curious as to her story. She is not what you might consider classically pretty, but then she’s hardly at her best right now. Her light brown hair is tied back in a long loose ponytail. As a single guy, you find the most attractive aspect of this stranger to be her tight, very athletic figure. Hoping not to startle her, you gently shake her shoulder, asking if she's all right. It takes a few moments for her eyes to focus,. I should not tell anyone what happens in this room.3. From now on even during college i should always seek their permission for anything I do.4. I should never have sex with anyone for one year not even excites myself.5. I should show them all my clothes including my private clothes to both of them and for one year they would do my shopping.I could not believe what I was hearing I was practically being made their slave i objected and at that same instant Richa flung her hands and I felt a sharp.