And I had a date with her."Hi Rachel," she said happily, but she had a predatory look in her eyes. I thought about how to handle it, then I realized w...at Jeff would want me to do. This was a date that he set up, just like every other one, and I should treat it as a date.I bounced down the stairs and said, "Hi Cynthia!" and I kissed her on the cheek. "Where are we going?" I thought dinner and a show," she said. "I've got tickets to Little Shop of Horrors." There was a local playhouse in town,. She would suggest that he take me to my room after dinner and give me a most well-deserved spanking. She'd make up stuff right in front of me, and she'd glare at me to keep me from protesting. He would nod gravely, and get me to help him clear the table and wash the dishes after we were finished eating. Meanwhile, my mom would take her glass and her bottle of wine into the living room, and sit in her favorite chair, which was up against the wall that separated my bedroom from the living. Instead I surprised myself by saying I was proud of her for sticking it out. Texas Toast. Sheeze. I went up and down stairs hundreds of times carrying heavy loads in the heat and dealing with Joe, and Alicia had to eat ‘Texas Toast.’ It was making me hungry just hearing about it. Alicia had started her outpatient program a week prior and on the first day I was waiting for her when she came off the subway. She was looking cute in her jeans and boots, but she also looked a little tired and. This, of course, made me horny, and it took all of my willpower to stop fondling myself. Instead, I turned the water up again, this time a half turn more of the cold. Not really freezing, but not comfortable either. Once my hair and skin were free of soap, I turned the shower head to massage mode, one single, hard jet of water, and pointed it between my legs with one hand while opening my sex with the other. It was almost painful, but I forced myself to count down from ten before turning off.