You've felt her presencebefore. Part of Jen is inside you. It explains those flashes ofrecognition. How you knew Lisa. How you saw that woman's fa...e who saidshe was your mom on the answering machine. Let Jen help us.Concentrate. Coffee. I need coffee. I buttoned the slacks and glanced up at themirror. I've seen me before. I forgot to put on my bra. Coffee. I'lljust make coffee. Come on Jennifer...I know you're with me. The cigarettes. They help make me comfortable. I took one. A warmth swept down her body affecting her skin, his hands stroked her back and down to her buttocks. He had on his jeans, but she could feel the heat of his body radiating with hers, and the hardness of his maleness as it pressed against her upper thigh. He lifted her into his arms and strode to the bedroom. They tumbled onto the comforter together. She hadn’t realized how controlled Mark had been previously, until he lost it. One kiss lead to another, like a fire that couldn’t be contained. . “I know you don’t wear bras most of the time. I have watched your hard nipples through the fabric of the think clothes you wear.”“Hmmm,” My mother admired. “That means you have been keeping an eye on me even before you jumped on me the other day.”“Yes,” I admitted before burying my face in between her naked tits and lashing my rough cheeks against her cushy melons. My hands holding her round butt cheeks gripped them firmly and pulled her up just a couple of inches from the floor. My hard dick. I finally had arrived at the subway station and proceeded to enter the subway car and taken my seat. As the subway station left for my destination, I was staring out of the window and started to daydream what will happen when I walked into the club. I was wondering whether if someone I use to work with in mid-downtown DC would recognize me? After all, my old office was less than a block away from the club. However, it has been less than a decade since I worked in that part of mid-downtown.