"Mom, who is that?" Why, I think it's that nice young man who helped us yesterday when that awful man attacked us. It is... what's his name?"Janie nea...ly let out a whoop and then remembered where she was. "It is mom! It's Kenny!"She ran over to him, barely managing a glance into the casket at Hank's body."Kenny," she grabbed his arm and pulled him to her, "what are you doing here?"Kenny Packard looked down into Janie's eyes. He'd had a crush on Janie ever since she had married Hank and moved in. I told her about the show coming up, and she told me that she didn't want to prescribe anything, because she wouldn't know how it would affect me during the show. She said she would be curious when Monday rolls around, to see if it was all gone. Surely, if it was due to stress it would subside by then. The show came and sure enough, I was worse. I began tripping and losing my balance. Definitely nerves, or so I thought. The show went exceptionally well. However, my legs hadn't improved. By that. I enjoyed walking past his & mums always open bedroom doorway on my way to the bathroom knowing he was watching me in my skimpy white undies & a small crop top that exposed just the bottoms of my milky white breasts with material so flimsy my nipples would stick out almost through it.Part 1 of my plan was successful, I called it "The Preliminary Cock Teasing Stage".Part 2 of my plan, which I called the " Stand Erect & at Attention Stage" occurred when mum stayed away one night with a friend,. We finished our drinks and decided that we were going to head home. We left the pub and were soon kissing and groping each other as we walked home. We had to be careful as it was only 8 o’clock at night and it was still light.My boyfriend pulled me into the doorway of a closed shop. We began kissing and his expert hands found their way to my tits, he removed my top and unclipped my bra playing with my nipples getting them rock hard.“I have a dare for you,” he said.He explained that I should go.