The younger woman slowly put her arms around Pauline Manson, and they held one another close for a few moments in silence. It was Pauline who eventual...y broke the silence.“Now, dear. Would you like Auntie Pauline to have a look at your bottom and maybe give it another nice rub with some cooling cream?” She smiled as she felt her juices beginning to flow.She was going to do much more than just rub cooling cream into Zofeya Caldwell’s beautifully formed bottom.Zofeya hugged Pauline once more,. What is it, David?” I encouraged him. “I was just wondering if you’d like … well you know, like the other night; but um, maybe this time – if you would join me.” He asked, not looking me in the eye. I was shocked. Obviously, he was turned on too since the events of the other night went down the way it had, but I never in a million years would have thought that he’d pursue this any further. I had mixed feelings. I was totally into the idea, but at the same time I was very scared and felt like. She basically would watch her son and know what he was doing every minute of the day. She was kind of overbearing with wanting to know the whereabouts of her son.When he was little, she’d take him to the park but instead of parallel playing with other children, she’d be right behind him like his shadow. She’d encourage him to make friends but would help him so he wouldn’t fail.She was always in the PTA at school. Her eyes and ears were always listening to any information about her son. You see,. ”“A white rat?”Then a little black nose appeared sniffing speculatively followed by two big dark eyes.“It’s a puppy.” she squealed.“A very frightened puppy.” I agreed and bent down clicking my fingers.“Here boy, come on boy.”“It might be a girl.” Becky suggested, “I’ll get it some food.”It showed no sign of coming out from it’s hiding place until Becky reappeared with a saucer of milk and the remains of a lamb chop.“Come on sweetheart, come on out,” she said softly as I sat up, quite content to.