. I'll miss those times..." Well, wanna make one last memory together?" I asked her...I was wondering if she knew what I meant...actually I was hoping...if she'd let me have sex with her at school...She then said "Will we be alright here?"Her words assured me she knew I was asking her to have sex with me... I then told her it would be fine... Most of the students don't even come to the science building after school anyway coz they're grossed out by the cow brains, frogs, snakes, other body parts. Before I carry on, let me tell you a bit about myself and my family. My name is Stewart or Stu to my friends and family and at the time I lived in the Great Barr area of Birmingham. Dad was a warehouse operative in Aldridge and mom worked as part time receptionist at a clinic in Bedworth.My mom’s name is Claire with a height of 5’ 9’’, and at the time of the incident was 35 years old with shoulder length raven hair and a curvy size 14 dress size with a pair of pert C cup breasts. I know this. I suppose she became my assistant first, as well as my carer. It wasonly after that, that she became my mistress.Mistress is the wrong word. It implies something dishonest, but alsosomething of a sexual nature beyond my capacity, and also, at the time,beyond hers. What she did for me was to allow a man to experience thejoy of sex while incapacitated. I will not do her the disservice ofdescribing the details, save that I experienced climax beyond all myexpectation, and if she did not then. In the mean time Jill's hand moved between his legs and her tiny fingers circled as best they could his hard shaft. There was no sign of emotion on her face as her hand began slowly stroking his hard erection."You're such a good girl Jill. You see? She's become so well trained that I only have to let her see my hard cock and she starts stroking it." His faced turned dark for a moment as he remembered back. "It's really too bad about Joan. As much as she was turned off sexually by pain her body.