Best.And not by much.The MILF sat on the couch by my mom, the pair looking at each other. They were both wearing sundresses, Mom having changed, and h...d glasses of iced tea in hand, condensation spilling down the sides. It wasn't quite summer yet, but it was starting to feel like it.“I finished cleaning my room, Mom,” I said, standing before her with this strange craving to gain her approval. What had gotten into me? “I'm going to go to Carl's house. That cool.”“I heard you vacuuming,” Mom. The curse was more for show. If she had been able to orchestrate the event, something very similar to this might have happened. The stranger looked up at her and smiled before she collected her things and placed them on the other side of her. Part from that her concentration was back on the lecturer and Melissa followed her example."I'm Elisa Stonehill, and this course is worth three credits. The subject is 'Introductory Psychology, ' meaning an introduction to the facts, principles, and. Yumm, mom purred. Oh my God! the lady exclaimed, and ran out of the store, forgetting her change completely. She hopped into her car, and drove right off. Mom and I laughed, thanked the clerk again, and got back to the car. I got into the passenger side, and mom took a look at the leather seats of the car on the drivers side, while still standing outside. Hmm, if I get in, the extra cum might stain the leather. Your dad would be able to tell, and we cant have that, mom said thoughtfully. I. She, in turn, skipped away and poked her tongue out at him, and they both laughed as they walked away."What was that all about?" Simon asked as he sat down."Oh, he's a photographer and said he thought I'd make a good model. He gave me his card, look."Indeed he had. "Chris Feelgood, CAT studio," it read, with an address in the town centre, near to the War Memorial."Do you think it's legit?" Simon asked, sceptically. "He probably just wants to get you out of your clothes. I've heard of people.