" Not even why we wear bras?" Jane asked, searching the drawers of herdresser. She pulled out a black brassiere and showed it to Justin.He looked at i... almost frighteningly. "Not really." You're lying. Take off that robe."Justin sighed and took off the robe he was wearing, which was his forthe record. It dropped to the chair and the ends fell to the flooraround his ankles. He held out his arms, letting Jane slip the bra overthem and around his chest. She fastened the buckles and then smiled. ” You did this to me. You’re a whore that seduced her own son.She turned away in shame because she knew I was right. I took this opportunity to quickly unzip her skirt and pull it off of her legs.Oh G-d no…. She cried lightly.I hooked my fingers into the waistbands of her panties and ripped them off her. It was so fucking HOT, a total power rush. Mom was now lying on the bed looking much disheveled. Her blouse open, her skirt and panties torn and lying on the floor. Some of what is left of her. In my naiveté I said, "Okay."She didn't take my hand as we walked. She led me out to the quad where we could sit on one of the planters. "Mike," she started, then paused, a hurt look in her face. "I don't think I can't be your girlfriend anymore." Oh," I said. Now, you must remember, I hadn't exactly gone looking for a girlfriend. So I wasn't exactly broken up over this development. The mistake was not looking broken up. I'd learn. I was about to get a lesson."Don't you have anything to say?". Brian had perfectly characterized Tommi's new attitude. Saranodded slowly. "Yeah, I'm afraid so. And now that I think about it, it'sgetting worse." She glanced around at the throng of students rushingbetween classes. "You don't have a class this period, do you?"Brian shook his head. "No." How about we go somewhere to sit and continue this ... discussion.Somewhere a little less public." Coffee at the student union?" Brian suggested."Sounds good." Sara sighed. "After those last two.