?Is Anna the woman I was meant to have and to hold?? I kept thinking to myself. ?She’s a married lady, you dumb ass!? was the answer. But, that didn...��t stop the question from entering my mind over and over again. And, from thinking of that beautiful face and those wonderful thighs.In all of our sessions Anna was dressed to kill. But, at the sixth session, Anna truly was a sight for sore eyes. I was sure she was sending me a message this time and I was only too glad to receive it. In five inch. The images in her head continued as some sort of unspeaking voice seemed to tell her that she should take off her shirt. At first she just felt her fingers unbuttoning it, passively going with the flow like she always did. But then, something shifted in her mind, and she decided that she would do more than go along with the moment, do more than merely ride along, wherever it would go. She decided to DRIVE. In a moment, her shirt was on the ground. ‘Carina, you done got all growed up while I. This made my curiosity grow even stronger. Now I knew I wanted to see what was behind that door. Why not? I am staff here, at least for the day. I could hardly wait until lunchtime and in the meanwhile, I just had to find a way in there, since I didn’t have a key. It was finally time, to release the class for lunch. I decided I would just walk right behind the next person that went in, and just act as if I belonged in there. If I got caught and was fired, it was not like I would be out much.. A smile appears on her face as she hurries from behind the bar.“You must be John!” she exclaims as she vigorously shakes your free hand, “I’m Mary. But most of the students here call me Ma.”“Ma…” you repeat ponderously. It has a certain ring of appropriateness about it. She appears to be in her late forties or early fifties; about the same age as most parents of college age students would be. You get the feeling that she is both compassionate and loving. But from the way she greeted you, you.