" You have? I've been having some torrid fantasies too." Torrid? You have to tell me about them!" Oh, I could never do that. I'd be too embarrassed." ... wished I'd used Facetime so I could see you blushing. I bet you're even more adorable when you blush."I detected her heavy breathing. Was she masturbating? "Want to hear one of my torrid fantasies." Yes," she said as her breathing became labored."Well, we're in bed and I'm making love to you. Your legs are wrapped around my waist and you're. "He's thinking about Lisa," I thoughtI put our glasses on the coffee table. and left him to enjoy his memories.I went into my bedroom, and straightened the covers that we'd rumpled earlier. My god, I'd needed that. A large part of me had been ... Not 'dead, ' exactly, but definitely not alive. Not like I was alive, now.I pulled off my blouse, and looked at it. The buttons had been scattered all around, but I thought, I'll just leave it the way it is. For the memory. Evidence of my wake up call.. They were soon out of the house, with Junior driving and his Mom sitting by his side. He was conscious of the sexy legs by his side as he drove, especially when Annie shuffled them about to stay comfortable. Was she doing it on purpose? Could she see him sweating a little? They conversed a little, and then Junior had to say something! ‘You look really wow Mom. Thanks for looking the way you do……I’m proud to bring my Mom on a date, so why don’t you relax and enjoy yourself for once?’ ‘Do you. I wanted so very much to please You and make You proud of me, Sir. Thank You for not hurrying, Sir, and allowing me to lift and lower my hands and legs carefully as we walked.I cannot describe the exquisite feeling of the leash that connected me with You, Sir, and reminded me at every step that I was in Your care. By the time we reached the elevator I nearly forgot to worry about whether someone might be inside when the door slid open. I was lost in the awareness of so many sensations: the.