Mom took six loads as I watched. This was making me real mad. This is my mom, the woman did not even seem to like sex or ever talk about sex. I was no... sure what to do. I left and went home. I thought about what I had seen all night. I was not sure what to do or say to mom the next time I saw her. This went on about a month then she said she was going over to Betty's house again. I went back to the dogging spot and sure enough mom and Betty were there doing their thing. I watched for a while. She suddenly turned around and put her hand around my neck and jumped up and put her legs around my waist and started kissing me. I held her by her ass and I moved towards the bed and while kissing laid her down. I started moving down kissing licking and sucking her down to her breasts. I held one breast and nipple in my hand and was leading it softly while sucking on her other nipple. She was moaning and groaning and thrusting her hips against me. I switched the action to her other breast and. I could do both makeup and sell a full line of cosmetics. Hewould loan me the money to get started. What a deal. How could I ever sayno. On the first day of work he sent me down the sidewalk to a shoestore. The owner Leona was expecting me. She told me to remove my shoesand to roll up my pants. She measured my feet and brought out a pair ofballet heels which Fernando had specified. She laced them on me andhelped me to stand up. She told me she would be training me in how towalk in these heels.. ‘Yeah, me too,’ Reema agreed. Self-consciously, she threaded her fingers together. They were fidgety. Miguel took note. ‘Heh, that’s a nice color. Did you do them yourself?’ She’d forgotten about her nail polish. Reema was glad he couldn’t see the other ‘treatments’ she’d had done. She used the fewest words possible to explain: ‘Oh, nope. Got them painted somewhere.’ Miguel sat up. He took her hands and held them in the air. Not understanding what he was doing, Reema almost flinched. ‘They’re.