Hubby turned from the bar to see me heading toward the dance floor, holding my partners hand as we manoeuvred ourselves into the centre of the crowded...dance floor. My partner ushered me into the densely filled dance floor with one hand now wrapped around my waist and the other planted firmly on my pink Lycra clad ass. Both hands were moving slowly and deliberately, measuring my body with their grasp. His hand around my waist was delighting in finding the tight PVC Waspie cinching my small. Agreed?" I said yes, and the phone went dead. Once again, I was sweating though my clothes.---------------------------------------------------Tomorrow, 9:59 amThere he was, just like he said. He WAS young. Not a teenager by any means, but younger than me. I pulled up to him, stopped and waved. He immediately opened the door and slid in. Immediately, he said, "Drive to the parking garage by the gate, one of the upper floors. It will be private and secure."Just glancing out of my eye at. .. you broke into your mom’s room like a burglar, tore her clothes, and I don’t know why you did that, wanted to see me nude or what, and you left and you didn’t even cared to cover me with a sheet. Is that how you care about your mom? your dad’s staying away expecting to do this shit at home! Expending on your upbringing for this outcome! Me doing all these chores and feeding you for this degradation! And you’re just watching English movies late into night and tearing off your mom’s dress. " Rachel winked. "Your pick." Why thank ya, ma'am," Sarah drawled.Willy Nelson's gravel voice sounded through the crystal clear Bose system, "Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys..." So, what do you and Daddy have planned tonight?" Well, I tried to get him to have tea with Mrs. Bunny and me tonight."Rachel bit her lip to limit her laugh to a snort."But Daddy said he'd take me to Dave and Busters!" Unable to contain her excitement, Sara hopped around in her seat.Rachel shook her.