The only reason people seemed to notice Melanie when she walked around the park was that her tits were so perfect.She rarely left the trailer except t... pick up her son from school, drive Uber for extra money, grocery shop, or buy new sex toys and lingerie to entertain the boys.They used her body as a bed for sexual science experiments. They shoved dildos up her ass and twisted them like screws. They pulled her pussy flaps open wide and stretched them. They tested her gag reflex until she puked. "I...Mom, that's...unnecessary, Mom."I raised my eyebrows and gave him the "Don't Argue With Me, Young Man!" motherly scowl and said firmly, "Roll over, Scotty!"My son's eyes widened and he did as he was told with me following along, kneeling next to him. I poured more lotion into my hands, smiling confidently down at my son as I admired his well defined chest, a spackling of black chest hair s**ttered across it before descending down in a narrow trail to disappear beneath his pajamas. His. It showed a map in deed. There was the building I lived in and Miller’s villa and the tree as well as the wall we were standing in front of. Actually the tree was right left of us if we faced the wall. It all showed exactly the scene as it was. There was even a small painting of ourselves looking around with a clueless expression and small question marks over our heads. And there was one more thing: An arrow to the tree with the words “phone call” above it.I would not had been surprised if our. Keepers of dreams, truth and history.. myth making, bliss enhanced, artful colorings of life. My coat off now reveals a tasteful black skirt cut to mid thigh, short enough to demand attention while long enough to deem respect. Black silky stockings grace my legs, secret knowledge that they are lace topped thigh his make me giggle with glee. Leather knee hi boots with 3′ heels creates an Amazonian appearance, regal and wanton. I love being tall and walk with an air of confidence that blooms.