When we were clear of the city streets and headed down a country road Mom began,"I'm very worried about what I have done to you and what you think of ...e now. If you think I'm a shameless slut, I probably deserve it." Don't be silly. Why would I think that? You're my mother and I love and respect you. Are you that worried about what we've done? Why? We've hurt no-one." I turned to face her and saw that she definitely looked upset, and I also noticed that her light blue tennis skirt had slid well. Maybe this fantasy could become reality, his cock jumped and tingled at the very notion. "Any particular woman I should be aware of, or are you just thinking of picking up the next cute little thing that walks by?" Two could play this game and Kristen watched him squirm a little; this would be fun. Since they were standing in the center of the mall, they had a pretty good view of the majority of the traffic that was passed through. Kristen sat down on a bench and pulling Brandon by the hand,. The houses we passed were larger than others in the area were. There was also a brick wall following the road. Jordan pulled in where the wall gave way to an inlet and a black wrought iron gate. She stopped next to a small box, rolled her window down, punched on the buttons on the box, and the gate began a slow swing toward us. We sat there waiting until the two halves were far enough apart, and then she pulled through.I remembered hearing the others in the dorm talking about a gated community. ”“Elizabeth contends it can and should.”“Yes, and I think it leaves her unsatisfied. I can’t just write off our feelings and our consciousness to biochemical processes. Maybe they are, but I don’t think so. There is more to it.”“A soul.”“Or life force. Or shared consciousness. Or something. And I’ll continue seeking an answer until I draw my last breath. But forget all of that. How did your coffee date go?”“OK, I suppose,” Michelle said. “We talked, drank coffee, and then I went to class. It.