I gulp, but feeling brave I let my hand stray up and onto her bra clad breast, squeezing the fullness of her tit. I push even more of her pale flesh o...t of the bra to reveal the top of a perfectly pink areola. Carole stands back and slips the open dress back off her shoulders, and lets it fall to the floor. As she stands there I look her up and down, taking in all her mature curves, and creamy white flesh. Carole breaks the silence “come on then lets get you out of those shorts, it's far too. If you do then you will be forever lost.The lucky ones amongst you will pass through unscathed to emerge into the light at the end. The rest of you, well lets just say the rest of you will not be so lucky!"Gemma felt his eyes burning into her skull as he laughed cruelly but she refused to meet his gaze, instead staring resolutely at the hood she was twisting back and forth between her clenched fingers, her breathing shallow and loud in the sudden silence.With icy fingers of fear creeping up her. Not that it mattered if they did. She had every right to be here, after all. She walked into the patio, heading straight for the lounge chair that was her favorite. It was still positioned as she had left it. With a glance she assured herself that he hadn’t changed his sleeping schedule. The darkness through the glass doors told her he hadn’t. She set to work. He was there. She’d known it the moment she arrived. He knew the schedule as well as she and always showed up, thinking she didn’t. "Relax, Roger, relax," he toldhimself. "Remember, the doctor said on your last check up that if youdidn't remove the stress from your life; you'd end up having a heartattack." Nothing made Roger more nervous that his mother. He got in his car anddrove across the parking lot to the drug store. He wanted to made surenobody saw him carrying a purse while he was dressed as a man, even ifthe outfit he had on was the unisex uniform all store employees wore. Anoutfit he was once mistaken for a girl.