I turned around, ready to bolt through the door, but her quiet composure reassured me. She was wearing three towels. I was wearing my jockey shorts."U..., I guess I don't really feel like it." I fumbled once again."Okay, that's fine." She nodded plainly. "Now scram. Mommy has to dress."Exactly one week later, I asked her again."Mom, can I wear your clothes?"Mother looked surprised for the very first time. "Calvin, what do you really want? Can't you just simply ask for that?"I very much wanted to. Olivia, the Lady of Mystery, the Lady of the Night, the modern day Succubus Lilith, the First Daughter of the Gods of the Earth…A Fictional Erotic StoryShe is lost to Her true Self and a Victim to her Body and its Senses… She is Sensual and Sexual Divine Creature of Circumstances… Her name is Olivia, she has known Pleasure ever since she was a babe it would seem… She finds that now as an older more mature woman, she can finally look back and try to make sense of how she became who is today,. I’m not sure if he even meant to say it aloud, but he ran one hand over my hair and leaned in to tighten the scarf that had started to come loose over my eyes. “Open.” I did as commanded and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out slightly. I heard the grate of the fly of his jeans and my mouth watered in anticipation. As soon as I felt the soft skin touch my lips, I started licking. I licked the sweet, sticky precum from his tip and licked and kissed as much as I could reach, daring even to. If Zac started lagging, and the vehicle to the rear threatened to catch him up, the burly guy would, slowly and deliberately, unfurl the whip. Zac would get a shouted warning. ?Head back!? Whereupon, to protect his eyes, he would desperately crane his neck back as far as it would go, whilst somehow continuing to manage a crab-like run of sorts. The whistle in the air marked the imminent laying of the whip in an expert diagonal across the kid’s wet chest and tight six pack, and down as far as.