"I will be back!" suddenly she spoke to me and left for the woods towards the lake.Was it? Was she going to pee? What should I do? I was still lightin... those twigs. Should I follow her? While my mind was rushing through these thoughts when she came back and said " I forgot the tissues" and left again.YES. I knew she was going for it. I didn't know if she wanted it again. Hell she was my mother, I shouldn't be doing it. For a moment I decided not to follow her. But I couldn't resist seeing her.. She walked around in front of me and removed her shirt and bra. I was staring at the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen. Her small brown nipples were hard as steel. I didn't know if she was turned on by what she was doing to me, or if it was just the cold air in the room. Suddenly the blowing air stopped. Then, it started again, but this time, it was warmer. I'd say about 100 degrees and humid as a Louisiana swamp. That's when she dropped the schoolgirl skirt. My torturer was. He’d have killed her if she had tried it before, and the dishonor would likely enrage him, but that hardly mattered now.She slipped out the door, clinging as best she could to deep shadows on the western wall of the valley. The golden warrior had headed east, with the Followers in pursuit.She would head South.Probably to die of thirst or hunger. But even that was far, far better than dying in the Ritual of Pain that Northpath had planned for her. At least she could die with some. She put him down for a nap, and had a glass of orange juice.Then she went out to lay out in the sun ... topless.Riley Franklin learned something very interesting the first day she lay out in the sun with her breasts bared to the world at large and to a stranger named "Bob" in particular.It was wonderful!She had been nervous about it at first. She had misgivings as soon as she stepped out of the house. She had left her top on the bed, and walking out of her house topless was very strange. But.