Cursing again, the shadowy figure stopped, and looked back from where he had just came from to see the same scene repeated again. For a brief second, ...is mind flashed to those zombie films, where hands rose from the dirt of a grave. Snapping out of his daze, and thinking quickly, as the pursuers struggled to climb up, the shadowy figure saw his chance. Removing his belt, as he ran across to another side of the building. Quickly he fastened the end to a bar on the ledge, and wrapped one end. Alexis contemplated going out, actually stepping outside the door,maybe going for a little walk. A hooker in this neighborhood? Thatwould be scandalous! What if Tommy Bradley was looking out hisbedroom window at that moment and saw her strutting her stuff on thesidewalk? She still hadn't confided a word of this to him - and withgood reason. 'Poor Tommy', she mused. 'He is still such a child. Ifhe saw me, his hormones would kick into overdrive - and he wouldn'thave a clue what to do about me. He. At the end of the evening I had only one question for her. "How do youfeel about this?" I love you for who you are. I feel guilty about getting you into this.Whatever you want is fine with me." Can you love me as a woman?" I can love you as the partner you've always been to me."The next week I went with her to the LaitLeche society. They grilled mefor an hour, which surprised me since there was really no way of goingback. The final step needed to be accomplished under a doctor's carebecause of. ." Mom, you're coming with me before Shell feels it." I guided her out of the kitchen, through our living room, up the stairs, to her bedroom door. She clung tighter and tighter to my body. Before I could turn the knob, she was clutching my erect cock and mewing like a kitten.Already, I was trying to focus my thoughts. It wasn't difficult. Here I was, living a fantasy I had dreamed of for the last two years. I imagined her hands running inside my shirt, and the woman in my arms obeyed. I opened.