"How are you feeling, sweetie," she asked me once Rosalyn had got thecar moving."I'm feeling good, Mommy," I said. I'd taken to calling her 'mommy'ag...in when I went through the withdrawals and saw no reason to stop.She squeezed me a little tighter."I'm so glad, baby," she said. I snuggled closer into her arms. Shegiggled as her arms rubbed against my breasts, mounds that were nowlarger than hers. "Are you sure you want to keep those boobs, Joanne?"she asked with a laugh."You might wish. I could tell that he would be very easy to dominate, just one more thing I found attractive about him. However, I'm not looking for a relationship, I just wanted to fuck him, well, a bit more than that, actually. I didn't mention that all my adult relationships have been bdsm relationships, I like to completely control my partner, which is what I was planning to do with Michael. I just need a plan to lure him into my web, and a prize like him gives me plenty of incentive to work up such a plan.. ." Angel started."He's dead," Fred said without even bothering to look. "We need to get your stuff into the car."Angel took a step toward the living room, but Fred's hand shot out to grab her arm. "Nothing for you to see in there," the big man said. "You don't need to have that scene embedded in your mind." But..." There's a lot about us you don't know, or ever will know, although, when we get home, we'll tell you enough so you will understand. Suffice it to say that Brenda and I have practiced. I was impressed by her appearance and wanted to at least touch her once.I quickly moved back to my place and was waiting for her reaction , to my surprise she didn’t react. As the bus is normally crowded I hope people doesn’t bother about touching them.I got little bold and moved closer to her so that my arm rest on her shoulder , she didn’t say anything.As it was night I was waiting for driver to switch off the lights. Then I slowly moved my leg and placed between her legs. Her legs were too.