She stroked my lips underneath the fabric and ran her finger down the slit, I couldn’t help but open my legs to allow her further access I was so tu...ned on by the whole thing. She put her hand between my legs and rubbed my clit through the material, there was no way she would not realise that I was turned on as my pyjamas were wet with my juices.Her hand came back up to the waistband of my pyjama bottoms and slid underneath, her touch against my skin sent shivers down my spine as her hand. The shame as she uttered those words, the fear as she glanced at the machine, the knowledge that she was conspiring to give herself even more pain and the awful knowledge that there was nothing she could do to prevent the coming ordeal, but most of all, the utter, utter shame as her genitals were fondled by a man whom she had considered as a friend of the family, knowing that eventually I was going to rape her, and somewhere in the back of her mind was the awful knowledge that she would be. She didn't intend to ask the young woman but she had somehow talked her into saying yes before she realized the woman was asking her out on a dinner date. Women her son's age were much more forward these days than they were back in her youth.Telling her son about the date could wait until John figured out how to get her body back. Then she would tell him all about Anna and convince him to go out with her again, although it would be the first time she would be out on a date with his mind, of. Honor her, my behind. Even now after all these years it was crystal clear, the still pretty with shiny long brown hair not surprisingly was still the queen bee. It was as if we were all once again back at the college AZD sorority chapter house. I believed there was good in all persons, so I was surprised out of my wits, there was not a, I’m sorry much less an apology from any one on the then young adults that took part in the heinous anal act. So, I was still quite peeved at Elizabeth Newman.