I saw Mom, standing a few feet away, right after that; her face pale. I'd been so wrapped up in things, I hadn't heard her come in. Mom went over and ...at down next to Jenny, put her arm around her.Mom looked at Ms. Johannsen. "I think Jennifer's had enough for right now," Mom said levelly.The social worker looked at the detective, who nodded. "Obviously," Ms. Johannsen murmured, "this isn't going to stop here."Mom nodded. "I'm sure Jennifer will cooperate; but please, let her set the pace." Mom. . You just left a costume party, you experimented with your first hit of ecstasy with friends earlier tonight, and you are still feeling it a little bit. You are still dressed as a Japanese school girl. You enter a discount clothing store in a bad part of town. You find several different things to try on. Humming a nameless song, you stroll into the changing room, an assortment of affordable skirts and shirts in your hand ready to be tried on. Times are tough and you are having a hard time. When everyone else laughed at that idea, she retreated, but herreputation remained, and so she usually was alone.But now that loneliness seemed to help her, as she focused on the newkid, wondering.The first time she noticed something odd about the new kid had been threemonths ago, when one day, out of the blue, she looked at the new kid, andstared crying.A sense of grief, of sadness so great she simply couldn't contain itoverwhelmed her, and all she could do was cry.This feeling stayed with her. I didn't have to ask her to start again. She seemed to be as eager as me. She leaned over me, pulled me close, and continued to play with my cock.While I lay there and enjoyed the exquisite sensations my cock was experiencing, my hands got busy too. I noted her tits almost falling out of the bodice of her slip. One hand rubbed her side through her sexy slip and slowly made its way to the nearest tit. Cupping her in my hand, I rubbed for a while longer and was rewarded by the swelling and.