Candice June Fletcher (aka ‘Fletch’) was the most socially inept girl I knew. She was awkward, clumsy, and very clueless acting. To make matters w...rse, her clothes looked like Salvation Army and Good Will store rejects. Even so she had a thing for short skirts which can be a real turn on, fashion sense or not. Fletch was skinny too. In fact up until recently she was the only skinny girl I ever made it with. Maybe I just needed a break from dating fat freaks, or something, who knows. The oddest. .." Marie said. "You know, I AM your supervisor, ifsomething's wrong, you need to tell me..." It's just my thong," Paige whispered."Are you really telling me you've never worn a thong before?" Marie askedwith a chuckle."Oh, I've worn plenty of thongs before," Paige said. "Normally I preferthem to regular panties, just... After what I did with Jessica lastnight, it's kinda rubbing a 'sensitive area'." Oh my god, you little slut!" Marie teased, keeping a wide grin on herface to let Paige know she. Her nipples got hard and erect. I was continuously pressing her boobs and kissing her. I just caught Anisha and turned myself in such a way that now Anisha’s back was on the sofa and I was above her. We continued to kiss each other for another 15 minutes. Anisha then whispered in my ears that let’s go to the bedroom. I was so much involved in her that I just picked her up and carried her in my arms to the bedroom entrance. On our way to the bedroom we did not separate our lips. We entered the. I use to clean his clothes. I even noticed all his behavior changing accordingly for his age transformations.One day I came across the incest magazines in his cupboard while I was cleaning his room on a Sunday. My son was not at home. I came across a series of stories about mother son sex relationships. By seeing it I felt bad and strange thoughts started rolling.I didn’t ask anything to Richie that day when he got back home. We had dinner went to our rooms to sleep. I couldn’t sleep that.