Do all you want to them, torture them, beat them, whip them, I don’t care. All I want is for Will to come back to me and you’re my ticket to just ...hat. So are you in?”“Ye-yes, Rachel. I-I’m with you.” Rachel gathered her things and walked from the room. She smiled to herself as she opened her locker. She kept a photo of her and Will back in eight grade taped to the back of it.“Oh, Will...” she said to herself as she touched Will’s face in the photo, “I still love you, Will and no one will stand. " And, "Would you look at the size of that bed."They loved the basement playroom with the pool table. We had grown up with a pool table and Dad still had it at the house so this was a welcome sight to them. Next I told them that they had to see the garage. First I took them to the apartment and office up stairs. They said that if I filled up the house that the two of them could live there. Next I took them back to stand in front of the doors of the garage.First I raised the left door and showed. . well ... so skimpy.”“Are you forgetting that the last time we were at the beach you wore a bikini. I saw you in that.”“Oh, but Honey, compared to my work outfit that bikini was absolutely modest.”“All the more reason I want to see you in it.”She saw how insistent he was prepared to be. Besides it was nice to know she could still turn a head — even if it was her son’s.“Okay, but how about we go out to Boulder Cove. It’s a bit more secluded.”“Hey, guys see you in that outfit all the time at the. I smiled and noticed how Thomas seemed mesmerized! ‘Er.. I better go,’ he said, as he hurried out of the room. ‘come on girls,’ I said as I lead them to their room. I sensed Thomas watching me from the Hall as I padded down the corridor with my bare feet with pink painted toes and my skimpy silk gown on. I quite liked the fact I was being watched and let the gown open slightly at the front to reveal my breasts moving up and down as I walked. My long legs were also visible with the.