Gwen was about to ask if this wasn't a bit to explicit, but the calm and controlled demeanor of her son made her forget about her fears and she posed ...or her son like he asked. "Remember how you felt yesterday when you were posing sexily? Try to get back into that mode." As she tried to get back into that slightly aroused state she looked at her son's upper body, letting her eyes travel across his well muscled chest, and somehow that helped her get into the mood. "Good, now get into the cat. As I bend over and wiggle my ass, I hear a moan from Master’s lips. I snicker. I take that one off and get the teddy I really like. It’s red leather with holes for my nipples and crotch less. I slide Master’s fingers over my nipples so He can see the convenience of the holes. Master calls me a horny slut and makes me smile. I slide onto His lap and grind my hips over His hard cock and make Him moan more. Master reaches up then to pinch and twist on my nipples as I get off His lap to put on. I will help you to be a desirable and dazzling woman instead of desolate, sexy instead of being a seclusive, raunchy instead of being reclusive woman, and celebrate every moment of your life instead of being a celibate. So let's celebrate everything we are and everything we have with mind, body and soul! Once you learn to enjoy, you will not be afraid of the society, you will be confident and proud to announce to the world that you are now having an affair with young lover in your life. My. It was in my grandfather’s handwriting, addressed to me. It even had today’s date on it. Today’s date? What the hell? No one could have had foretold I would enter a coma. Or when I would be discharged to go home. With a note as to where and when. The letter within it was simple. I was to go back to my office alone. There an old computer there, with a key card unlocking the keyboard sitting at the desk and enter a password.I didn’t want to go, I had too many questions to ask Julia, where had she.