They were superb – not particularly large, but beautifully formed, and capped with large aureoles from which her stiff nipples jutted, and then she ...lowly pirouetted in front of me, stroking her bottom, before facing me again.'My body – me – it's yours, my darling. You can have me whenever, however, you want, do what you like to me – I love you so much, dearest, all I want is to please you ...''I want you like that – naked – all the time, Mum,' I heard myself saying hoarsely, and she laughed. I think after that it depends on what her mother says.”“If she doesn’t come home now I doubt she’ll have a home. I’ve never seen Linda this mad.”“Your premise is faulty.”“What?” He seemed really frustrated that I just didn’t grasp something.“She has a home, here, whenever she chooses to stay here.”“Look, this is ridiculous...”“Yes, it is. I have to cook. You want to talk to her, come in.”I shut the door once he was inside and then headed to the kitchen. Melissa, bless her soul, was showing Lavi. We set off, and I think he is taking me home. But we stop on the way, pulling off the road onto a track. I ask Jack why we have stopped, but he doesn’t answer. Paul then tells me its time Jack got a look at my tits.They all get out of the car, and Jack tells me to get out.“Come on then, Sarah,” he says, “Its time to show me your tits.”“What? Don’t be stupid. I’m not going to,” I say.But he pulls me out of the car.“We all want to see them, Sarah,” David says. “Just a peep, that’s all.”“Don’t be. You move your hands down, to slide them under the material of my shirt… fingers splayed as you lightly rub my skin. I feel the warmth, the heat, the hidden strength of your touch and my breath catches, something deep inside me melts. You move your hands up, fingertips brushing over the undersides of my breasts. I gasp and open my eyes fully for the first time this morning. The green fire in my gaze deepens to dark emerald as I gaze at you, feeling my body and desire starting to smolder. You cup.