With the oneexception, she thinks of her small package nestled between her thighs andtucked back hidden beneath her red panties.Shaking her head, thin...ing again of the futility of trying to access lostmemories. She can not remember anything from a life that as far as sheknew began three weeks ago, when she awoke in her little apartment.She remembered the note left upon her bedside table, the note addressedto Jane. The note explaining to her that her pantry was stocked with foodand that the rent. Bill ran the weekly football pool. He worked in the Internet Fraud Division."You want in on the pool this week?" he asked."Sure. I have my slip in my desk," replied Ally.Bill sat on the edge of her desk as she rummaged through her desk."Hey, what's this? You using your computer to track games?" he quipped as he looked at the map on her computer screen.Ally laughed. "No, that's just something I'm working on." Well, it sure looks like you're tracking the Monday night games. I've got a good. I can't help it, its such a lovely smell. She doesn't seem to mind. I do it while she's just sitting there on the couch reading one of those teeny girl magazines. She mercifully spreads her legs for me when I do, so I can hover my nose just above her crotch and fill up my lungs!I guess this day in age a girl never knows when her slut of a mother will be crawling up to have a whiff! Does she at least let you play with yourself while you get intoxicated off her?All the time! I usually cum two or. He took his car with him on the ferry and wondered how he would find driving a left-hand drive car on the left of the road. He did not find it difficult although, turning out onto a major road he had to think hard to avoid going over to the right. He also got frustrated at not being able to see round big trucks that he wanted to overtake.It was wonderful to see his family again after nine months. His parents, of course, were the same as ever but the change in Serena was marked. She was sixteen.