There was an outside shower and a little childs play area with a swing and a slide. I heard a childs voice scream Nor, and a little boy came running o...er to her with arms raised wanting to be lifted. Nora grinned and lifted him as she turned to me and said, This is Bobby, hes the little boy I take care of during the week. I heard a womans voice say loudly, Bobby, come back here and quit bothering Nora. I turned and saw a woman in a deck chair. She was a very pretty with a great body, I know. "Stop! Please!" she cried, tears running down her stinging cheeks."Then do what you're told!" came the reply as Alexandra reached past her and turned a dimmer bringing the lights to a dim but illuminating level across the room."I can't! I just can't!" sobbed Catherine.In disgust, Alexandra grabbed the attractive blonde by the hair and pulled her face upward until Catherine was staring helplessly into her eyes."You little cunt! You either take them off or I tear them off and that should take. The sight in the mirror was amazing. Her, on all fours, in white underwear, and me behind, in black underwear, fucking her.Suddenly Nicola stopped, and a look of horror crossed her face. She was looking open-mouthed in the mirror at something behind me. I turned around to look and there, standing in the bedroom doorway, with her arms folded, was Mrs. Windwood, Nicola’s mum.“Enjoying yourselves, are you?”I nearly had a heart attack, Nicola jumped up and started apologising to her mother, and to. I could now feel the heat from her, the close proximity, the nearness, that invading of my personal space that I had maintained all evening. All evening I had her attention but I never touched her, brushed up against her; no; I remember now. We had embraced at our initial meeting of hellos and how are you. She was so close, that now I could feel the skin of her nose slowly brushing mine, her eyes were still closed as she continued her forward motion with no rush. It seemed that she had.