Never dolman sleeves, tee shirts, halters. She knew it all. Clara skipped up and leaned against the stone. "So, did you see him?" Heidi asked. Clara l...ughed. "Yeah, in the commons on his way to the bus. Wonder why he was all bent over?" The two leaned into each other and laughed: half-suppressed, snorty guffaws. While they attended to their lunches, Heidi filled in Clara on the scene the previous afternoon in the lab. They were soon laughing so hard they had to support each other. Close since. I want to go shopping with you and pick out some tasteful and modern clothes. We are going to re-invent you."She said "you may be right."We went to the big department store and I picked out some outfits. She tried them on and looked 20 years younger. I said " You look great in them. Now, I want you to get a dressy-dress, like something you can wear on a date or to a party" We found one which accented her curves without saying "slut" at the same time. She said "I tell you what I want to do. I. She told me there was nothing wrong with retail, but of course, then again, they all do. The topic of conversation evolved from work to love life. She had been hurt in the past by lovers and she shared with me some of her stories. I hated the men who would dare defile such a delicate flower like her. The men that tried to take away her dignity and lust for life. I wanted to protect her from such experiences every happening to her again. The feeling was overwhelming and I began to lose myself in. My spirit infused my masterand I fully revelled in his astonished, yet joyous emotions that surgedthrough his adolescent body. He swooned as the wild heat of sexualdesire overwhelmed his body and his hardness, trapped beneath the slicksatin panel of the panty girdle he wore trembled in an instant arousalthat he had never experienced before. He fell back onto the bed and hismother, their lips still locked in that first, fully incestuous kiss,followed him so that they lay together in that.