He watched her every step, studying her swaying buttocks in the tightdress. Under the desk he rubbed his erect penis through his pants.The black man ...lanced up at her and then he went back to studying hisnewspaper.The woman made it outside and gulped in the cold air. It was night andshe was obviously in the seedy district of whatever city she was in. Shelooked around and tried to force herself to remember where she was butnothing triggered her memory. The streets were wet from drizzle,. Now, I was only in my beautiful pink bra and panty in front of him. I was sure my bra and panty was also very much appealing. I could sense the rising desire in his stare.Then, I just got off bed and pushed him against wall, telling him it is my turn now. He stood against wall speechless. I lifted his T’s up by sliding my hands under his T’s, placing both my palms on his abdomen and pushing it upwards. He too responded by lifting his hands up his shoulder and taking off the T-shirt. Then, I sat. My love ... I am so sorry ... I don't know what came over me last night ... I just couldn't control myself ... It's been so long that I had anyone love me like that ... please don't hate me ... I couldn't live if you hated me."I was shocked. Here I was praying that my mother wouldn't hate me for what I did to her and she was thinking I might hate her for what she did to me.I took her in my arms and held her close.I kissed away her tears saying, "Mother, I could never hate you, I was so afraid. " I most certainly will not," snapped his mother. "I'm tired of your insolent behavior and I won't tolerate it any longer." I was about to say something similar about your behavior, Mom." What do you mean by that? If I've done anything wrong it's because you forced me into it." Did I force you to rat on me to Mrs. McCormick? And you might have felt forced to avoid me yesterday but I still didn't like it. I think you deserve twenty swats when I get around to spanking you; ten swats for each.