When they go o her door she invied him to call over for dinner laer as he daughter was out and she didnt like eating on her own.James agreed o call ov...r at 8 giving himself enough time to shower and freshen up... yvonee had cooked a simple meal but there was nothing simple about her appearance the short black pencil skirt drew his eyes a first to her hips and smooth legs that were all the more beautiful on top of he 3 inch heels.. then her blue tank left very litle to the imaginaion wih her. Little did she know of my deep and darkest thoughts that slidthrough my mind, those deep and sensuously sexy thoughts of loving myown mother, deeply, passionately and sensuously. So I thought. It wasfive in the evening and the autumn sun was low in the sky. Night wasdrawing in and the innumerable cups of tea and snacks had kept us goingbut now mother pushed back her chair and stood up. She knew my femininename by now, Christine, not Christopher and it was a thrill when sheused it."Come on. And, judging from last night, ayoung dick. Yes, could be worse.I checked throughout the suite for anything either of us might havemissed. In the bedroom, I peeled off a $10 bill for the maid. I looked atthe bed, which looked like Times Square on New Year's morning. I peeledoff another $10 and placed them under the bottle of Petrus, barely aquarter of it gone. I shrugged. Part 8And there she was!Back in full chauffeur's uniform, standing at the curb, very official."Good morning, Mr. S-----." She. Not often, I’m not one of those glamour queens who make men drool just by walking past them, but it’s happened. I remember one guy in college, if I was anywhere in sight he had eyes only for me, and I think he had a permanent stiffy. Wild horses could have stampeded right over him and he wouldn’t have cared. Shit, he wouldn’t have even noticed.But usually that kind of thing makes guys, well, stupid. They get so obsessed about what the little head is feeling that the big one quits working.