..don't have a bald spot anymore,and..." So? You have hair now," Irene interjected, shrugging."But it's...it's white," Cameron distressfully noted, fi...geting with hischubby hands. "Honestly, I...I'm starting to look like an old lady!"Irene had to conceal her amusement. Cameron was quite easily succumbingto the 'kind old woman' archetype the Sisterhood's client had wanted forthe elusive blackmailer. She would be the perfect standard and prototypefor the Maid business that they agreed to have. Only,according to the campus map I'd found on Charlene's phone, it was onthe other side of the building. As I walked down the path, I hoped Icould skate through the lecture without getting blindsided by anunannounced quiz. Otherwise, Charlene was going to earn a big, fatzero.It wasn't until I was almost to the steps where I'd had the unhappyintroduction to Rachel that I saw Shelly. She was staring at me as Iwalked up to her. At least I thought she was staring at me. Her eyeswere hidden behind. ”I repeated this mantra until I felt like it had stuck, and somewhat regretfully took my hand off of her breast. Fondling her without her knowledge made it even hotter somehow. I settled back to where I had been before, and then restarted time.“Morning lover.” Linda said, cracking an eye open and grinning at me cheekily. “You outdid yourself last night.”“It takes two.” I said, leaning down and giving her a quick kiss on the lips. “You are amazing.”Linda stretched again, more thoroughly this. .. 15 years... not quite old enough to be my son! my thoughts went a deep purple as the suction on my breasts chased all thoughts of age out of my head. My knees buckled and Josh was quick enough to catch me on the fly, so to speak. "Feeling OK?" He grinned at me. "MMmmhmmm" I managed. My arms went around his neck, whether to keep me from hitting the floor or to press against his fabulous chest, I'll never quite know. The feeling of my bare nipples against his chest was heavenly. It felt.