”His mother has fallen silent and he figures that she has given up until she says, “Here’s an idea. It’s going to sound crazy, but I think it ...ill help the both of us.”“Yeah?” he questions, his curiosity piqued. “What’s that?”“The shower is pretty big and I’m sure we can both fit in it back to back,” she begins. “We can shower at the same time. It might be a little awkward, but it can work.” She waits a moment while he processes it. She can almost see what he is thinking, he is her son after. I had kept my camera and my lenses on the seat next to her and so did Riya when she came to car. So we both went on the back seat. Rima was talking with us but was not able to see what was going on in the back seat.I was wearing shorts which were above the knees and were loose as the temperature was not that low. Riya was wearing a one piece which was till her knees. As soon the car started there was a bump and Riya shifted from her seat and was next to me due to the bump. She just smiled at me. I told her that she wasnt allowed to wear panties with her shorts or jeans that I wanted the material to rub that sore pussy whenever she moved. She said she would be lucocky if she could put on jeans or shorts for a week. I smiled and told her I would be picocking out what she would wear for a while and that I wasnt done fucking her yet. That I promised to fuck her ass too and I would as soon as I could get hard again but I needed a break for a while. We had just cleaned up and moved. He still wore that cold, disturbing smile onhis face."I knew it, a leg man. I can spot them right away." Setting back a bit,he looked me in the eyes before continuing. "You know, I've beenincarcerated for a time, just recently regaining my freedom. I wasunable to glory in the kinds of impulses you just described. The nakedlust... you know, it's really quite intoxicating just being so near toit." He started to chuckle once more.As I continued to squirm in my seat a bit, still overwhelmed.