She was not more than two feet away from me as I watched her pull her black blouse up and over her head and pull all of her blonde hair through the sh...rt before shrugged her bra straps off of her shoulders and twisted her bra around so she could get the wide array of hooks undone and free herself from her bra. I never thought of the industrial strength it takes for her bras to keep those big beauties under control all day.She lifted up first one breast and then the other, scratching and rubbing. Claire has to know that the more she patronizes me and teases me, the less likely I am to give up. I’ve had this theory she secretly wants me to keep serving even though she is the only one in the family to ever openly complain about the changes I am making. She doesn’t complain all the time.Miss Claire loves making me her do-bitch at home. She orders me to squat all the way to the ground and pick things up with my cunt. She is probably more sadistic and creative than my owner. I think she is. Everyone has a stunningly interesting personality and shows off talents that inspire awe and respect. But can these same people help you pay the rent or get you from one place to the other? It’s the difference between having contacts who are acquaintances and having contacts who are good friends. And without a family of his own, Charlie had no choice but to rely on his friends, and he prided himself on choosing them carefully among the few people available to him. He knew better than to call. I fell asleep soon after. I woke up a few hours later and I remembered what had happened. I knew this would change things forever between my mom and me. As I was thinking about all the possibilities, I felt something move next to me. My mom was standing next to my bed and she was looking at me. I sat up and tried to speak but nothing came out. My mom said “It’s okay John. I know it was an accident. I thought you were going to be a while so I decided to… well you know. I don’t want you to feel.