Her mother,Angela Sherwood, was at the bedside, gently stroking herdaughter's bleached blonde hair. She too looked pale and drawn,her concern for Laur...n etched on her face. We would need herpermission if I was to do what needed to be done."I was horrified when she dyed her hair," she said, "but shehad started to test her limits and I suppose that was part ofit. She was also stealing my cigarettes, and had startedstuffing her bra."Lauren had turned up that way to baby-sit a while. He said “not yet” and got on his knees between my legs. He had licked my pussy lots of times before, and I liked it, but I wanted him to fuck me, I needed him inside me. He kissed and licked his way up my legs, biting when he got to the fleshy part of my thighs, his hands reaching up pinching my breasts and nipples. Something other than the bed was different today, James was like a different man, he had never been rough with me before, he was making sure I knew he was in charge this time. I. .."How do you like my little restraint system, sweetie?" she asked. "Ohhh, I think it's pretty...uhhh...effective, but maybe a little tight," I replied. "I knew you'd like it," she said as she sidled up next to me, thrust her ample ass out, and began to grind it against my groin.We were both still fully clothed, but her dry-humping against me was such a turn-on -- not naked and dirty and slutty, but suggestive and sexy and psychologically domineering. I was at her mercy, whether she wanted to. So I just wanted to check whether you are ready for this. I made sure with Adam that this call is not recorded. So are you comfortable with this, dear?”“Yes, Trudy,” I said nervously“Ok, so tell me, are you an early sleeper or you can go to bed at anytime you wish?”I was surprised with this question since I did not expect it but I had to answer it.“I can go to bed at any time. Also, I am not a long sleeper. I just need a 2-hour sleep and then I am fresh for the day. I guess I picked this habit.