The excitement within me was like an electric charge as I felt this hand tenderly touch first one breast then the other. Fondling my nipples sending ...harges down to my clit. I did not know how long I could lay still in silence as with each shock my clit became more and more sensitive and my juices were starting to run.Slowly the sheet was pulled back the cooler air aiding my already erect nipples to stand to their full erectness. Only then was it I realized it was a man. His head slowly. I start walking faster, hopping cracks, not quite running but moving faster than my drained body wants too. Getting closer I can make out the building in the hazy semi-reality of the flickering orange street lamps. It is an old building; firm Carolina red brick with heavy storm windows filled with colored scraps of paper, newspaper clippings and faded posters. It has all the qualities of an antique shop or a thrift store. I move closer. The street sign sputters against the empty night. So far so good I thought and just being secure in the open and totally naked was standing my nipples to attention and my pussy to wet itself big time, however it took a deal of willpower to lower my most tender parts onto that sand-hill. I finally grasped the nettle as they say, sliding my feet out in front of me and sitting full down on the nest, they were not best pleased and began to crawl into my creases and onto my body in a most aggressive manner. (How Eve in the story coped with tubes. " That's nice of him to say that. Well, if he likes me, I should also like him, don't you think so? All of us can be very good friends. But I will always like you the most, Ben. You are my son and our relationship will be extra special." Really mom?" Yes, Ben. You will always be mommy's special boy. And I want to be your special mother." Thank you, mom." Ben hugged and kissed his mother."All right. Go to your room, wash up and finish your homework. Your father should be coming soon."When.