That tunnel could be a death trap. One way in. One way out.One clay man. Easy. Ten? Break a leg. One hundred? That was a suicide mission. Jean had no ...ay of knowing how many rats were swarming that decrepit hole. And if Shen was down there. She shivered.The ground groaned with the creaking of a subway train reaching its destination. Eureka. Jean spotted a nearby subway station. They had to be using the underground network. She smiled and pulled out her phone, checking the map. As long as she. He grinned. “Which one you gonna wear?”“The charcoal one with pinstripes. You?”“My dark blue one. It’s not as nice as yours, though, so I’m gonna look like your poor cousin.”I laughed.“I’m serious. I need to buy a new suit. Fashion’s never really been my thing.”“You dress okay,” I said.“Not as nice as you.”“Why don’t you get Randi to help you pick one out?”“I dunno.”“I thought you two hit it off,” I said, a little confused.He shrugged. “Well, with me going back to school, and her working. Here was the problem. The first time I went up there, found a ride from my parents of all people, dropping me off at a strip mall two blocks down, I went in there and was turned away because I didnt have an id. I got turned away. It took me three weeks to get the courage to go back, and when I did I stole my dads car when they went to bed one Friday night and I dressed as slutty as I could possibly. When I walked in there were a lot of people, and I didnt really get a second glance from the. He want his hand, palm to move on mother's marvelous body. Till today Rupa loves her son as a mother. She was sexy by looks and more sexy by nature. Since long Rupa was unsatisfied from her husband. She had read so many sex stories. She like i****t stories, specially mother gets satisfaction by their own son. Rupa was getting excitement when she read this types of mom-son story. She thinks about her handsome son after story reading but she can't more because she was mother of him. She born him..