I was, astoundingly, becoming a bit infatuated with my new self."OK, that's enough mirror gazing," Lydia snapped. "It's time for your photo shoot. Com... here."I walked over to the center of the bedroom, to where Lydia stood with camera in hand."I don't suppose you've ever done any modeling, have you?" she asked."No, Mistress." But you've looked at enough sex magazines and lingerie catalogs to know what makes for a provocative pose, right?" I think so, Mistress. I'll try." Just do what I tell you. I swing my left leg out of car forgetting how short my shirt is and I flash my black thong to the young black man and he offers his hand as I’m getting out and he gets a great look down my top at most of my breast and he sees my rock hard nipples he got this big smile and I realize what he has seen and I blush and then I get really excited knowing what I had done. I start into the casino and the high heels are making me swing my ass from side to side. I realize I’m hot as hell from the looks. "No no, if anything, I'm the one who looks after him. After his father passed away, I just got used to trying to keep him safe and happy and content. A bit too much, maybe. I've been his live-in maid for years. I can't remember the last time he did anything for me." That's not the way it should be," Rhea's voice was gentle, but there was steel somewhere underneath it. "A boy should look after his mum every once in a while. After all, you've been taking care of him, haven't you? It's only fair.". ’ His look of wild confusion sobered her up. ‘Seriously, I figured you thought I was just some little girl who didn’t know what she wanted so you moved on. This past week I’ve just been trying to make you want me again and make a move. When you touched me in the museum, I realized I couldn’t live with just a ‘professional relationship’, I wanted you and I still want you. Bad.’ She said it in a rush and blushed. She stood to go, thinking she’d blown it, when, in a second he was crushing her to.