She was not particularly pretty, average really. About five feet ten inches, so tall. She had a snub nose, nice teeth. Light brown hair in a perm, tig...t curls. She was not athletic, and had a nice wide bum.After a few days we invited her back to our flat to have a glass of wine, after her cider. We heard her phone home to make some excuse to stay out late. My friends flat is not far from the park and we walked her round. On arrival at the flat I hung her blazer up and she sat on the couch,. The fire spit again as she stood up, hugged her sweater tightly around her and started to explore the room. The place had that old camp smell. You know, smoky, woody, and musty. The furnishings were old and worn and the family photos were all black and white. The cabin should have felt comforting, but it didnt. It was not the atmosphere for writing romance books. BOOM! Darkness, rain, flashes of lightning, sounds of thunder. Hannah was not pleased. She took the matches from the mantel and lit. One day, she fell asleep while I was giving her a back rub. While she was asleep, I noticed that for the first time in the last few days, she was able to first turn on her side and soon afterwards was lying on her back. I was so happy to see my mom move without experience any pain. She was looking like a barbie doll in her asleep. Gradually, the man inside of me took over the innocent looks of a son appreciating how pretty his mother is. I hesitantly starred at her naked breasts. Wow! What a. . Private..." She stood up from the table and grabbed his hand, looking back at him as she lead him up and away from the table, through a few halls and to the front of a classroom. She pulled out a small key and unlocked it. "I stole this from Mrs. Stralk last year, no body will be here for an hour.... My name is Jessica by the way..." She looked at him with a mischievous grin as she led him inside the classroom, she pushed him onto the teacher’s desk and pulled the front of her shirt down.