I was uncomfortably aware of my mother’s body in a way that I hadn’t been moments ago. Her heavy tits were pushed up against my chest and I could ...lmost imagine her nipples pressing into me. My arms were resting on her waist, and my hands were on her bare mid-riff, caressing the soft pliant flesh. Her breath was warm and soft on my neck, and I felt the tiny hairs there rise up in response.This was crazy. My Amma was getting me hot. “God, how desperate I must be,” I thought to myself, “that my. She stared at the phone, not knowing what to do.Once again, Tittiefuck was amazed at how stupid the woman was. The blue button was for Mr. Corbin, the red one for Mr. Lorenz, the green one for Mr. Comer, and the Yellow one for Mr. Fink. It wasn't like it was one of those hard phones with all the numbers!Obviously this was another difficult client. Luckily, Tittiefuck knew what to do. She pushed the difficult client button--the big purple one on her desk. The happy pink fog sprayed out of the. He was, he was very rarely absent. There was not a lot happening that day which is fairly typical of any first day of term at our college. The lecturers seem to be locked in meaningless meetings whilst the students are allocated ‘Planning Time’ when we are supposed to plan our assignments for the term. In reality we sit around talking for quite a lot of the time and so I grabbed a coffee and went and stood in front of Peter. ‘Hello,’ I said. He was doodling on a piece of paper. I looked down. .. Why it happened.. I do not know, but it did. I opened my eyes and there... at the foot of my bed were standing these two same females that I had just encountered earlier at the gas station. The only difference this time was that both their eyes were slightly bigger than the average human eye.I panicked! I was scared shitless and I reacted not like I would if I had some thief enter the home. This time it was different. One of them said, "Please, do not be afraid. We won't hurt you." I.