I forestalled her with an outstretched hand, saying that I'd already stored the leftovers and had the dishwasher all set up; it was waiting only for o...r plates and utensils. Gratefully, she sank back into her chair, slipping her high heels off and stretching her tired feet. I saw another opening, and rushed off to attend to the dishwasher.When I got back into the dining room, my mother was sitting sideways in her chair, one leg crossed over the other whilst she rubbed at the sole of her foot. I. Confusion..." weresome of the words I picked out, or thought I did.Then it came to a stop, and vanished. There one moment, and not therethe next. But it was quite a while before the lethargy left me and Icould move again. It wore off for Spar first, and she shook my arm andwaved her hands in front of my staring eyes for a minute or two, askingme in increasing panic if I was all right, before I could finallyanswer her."I don't know if we're all right yet," I said. "But we can't go on. He had to have her.- - - - -I’m Ryan, an officer in the police. At one time I’d been in what is generically termed “Special Operations,” but there is only so long that you can do that without your face becoming too well known in the areas in which you are trying to operate, or you losing your sanity, or both. So these days I had taken the choice to ease up a bit, move to the South Coast, take up general policing duties and get a bit more of a life. Nevertheless, my background made me a regular. I was about to say no as I had to go somewhere on Wednesday but I saw a desperation or lust in her eyes. I could tell that she wanted me badly. I said ok I will come at 11:30 in the morning she looking very happy went away. Days passed as Wednesday came near and I was thinking what her purpose of calling me to her house was. Then came Wednesday, I rang her doorbell and she opened the damn door. WHOA! She was looking very hot and erotic. I could shag then and there looking at her even in her.