What were those fantasies like?"The tables were turned and my mother looked uncomfortable. "That's not something you should ever know. I appreciate yo...r honesty, but this is different." No it isn't. I admitted my feelings to you when you asked."She sighed. "Fine. I thought of you the same way I've thought of your father. I imagined you going down on me, kissing my womanhood. I've also imaged myself on top of you, with us looking each other in the eyes. Each time was romantic, and I always felt. He smiles at me and I smile back. He rolls over to me and I put my hand out for a hand shack and he looks at and says I rather have a hug. That caught me off guard but he's in a wheelchair and I think what harm can it be I don't want to be disrespectful. So I bent over and hugged him. He smelled so good and he was toned and I could feel his upper body muscles Thur his shirt. I must have hugged him a little to long because he asked me if I was ok. I pulled away and smiled. We continued to talk. Carly loadedthe papers into the back seat on the passenger side,and Beth went around to the driver’s seat. As Carly gotinto the passenger seat, she lifted the hem of herskirt and flashed her little white cotton panties ather mother. “Look mom, they’re still a little wet fromwhen I came. I’ve come three times today while wearingthese. I fingered myself in the girl’s room afterscience class, and Marianne Dobson and I played witheach other in Social Studies, while the. "I'm going to work for Sunrise Photography. Mr. Forsythe is getting on and wants someone to take over the business in a few years. I showed him some of my work and he agreed to let me work on trial. It's something I'd really enjoy and he can teach me a lot. He's a really nice man." Good for you, Caroline. That sounds like something you'd really enjoy," Marion said."I've seen some of your pictures and I've got one framed on the wall in our bedroom," I told her. "You're really good. Maybe you.