She's talking to me. Can you hear it?"I shook my head, unable to make out any sounds in the house."She's here. I can feel her ... Oh god..." Trish's e...es squeezed shut, and the flush came over her features again. "I want to ... Don't ask me Lesley ... I can't..."I rose from my chair, alarmed at the way that Trish's hands were gripping the arms of her chair. Her eyes were screwed shut tightly, and I thought I could make out the vestiges of tears at the corners of her eyes. Her breath was coming. Behind the towels in the bathroom cabinet was a small hole cut into a piece of sheetrock where he had hidden several items. Sometimes he hid money, other times it was guns or drugs. Eve carefully pried the sheetrock away and removed an old metal band-aid box and replaced the makeshift door. Making herself comfortable on the couch she opened the box and found what she was looking for. Two joints that were vacuum sealed in plastic. His ’emergency stash’ as he liked to joke about it. Eve reached. There mother was a curvy lady,dark haired, quite good looking, heavy smoker, big chested and always wore tan tights and scholls,her nylon feet always caught my eye, i was fascinated with them, i don`t know why and i started to get sexual urges,i would always stare at her nylon feet, she used too kick her scholls off and moan her feet were hurting, i so desperately wanted too give her nylon feet a rub, but i was too shy too ask, basically i was too shy and scared too do anything, i had never cum. She looked at me as if she were unsure of what to expect as a response. “That was just heat of the moment, right? I mean, it was the first time, and we both wanted it so bad and it was so incredible and...”I cut her off. “I meant it.”She just looked at me, amazed. She’d probably expected me to play it off, to make a joke out of it, like I usually do. But not this time, I’d decided. When I realized how I felt, and when I realized that I’d actually said it out loud, I decided to address it head.