Don't think your mother-" "She turns me on, yes. I have a serious thing for her, actually. No sense denying it. Always have. Probably exactly because ...he's my mother. But on some level, I can't help but think that I should look at her and say to myself, `That's too much.' I know most men do. I can't imagine anyone having any complaints about your figure though." Liz pushed her hips back to meet mine, her timing perfect. Her ass shook delightfully with each smack against my thighs. "Enough. “Anyway, here’s what I wanted to show you.” She handed him back the phone as Adam took it with some trepidation. “It’s that same suit, just a week ago.”He looked down at her phone and saw her with the very same suit, pose and smile as the prior one years earlier. She could have passed for her eighteen-year-old self, he thought, but there was something about the maturity that made her look so much better. He resisted the urge to zoom in as the high-cut suit looked to be conspicuously pulled. But I turned and ran anyway. I darted around the room. Richard and the yet unknown woman laughed and clapped as I gave Idiot a run. I dodged and ducked and leaped, anything and everything to escape his dirty greasy clutches. But in the end, as I knew it would be, he won. I was held easily, and painfully by the brute. I kicked at him and pulled at my arms trying in vain to pull my wrists from his grip. He held both in one hand, surely I could pull. I slid on the floor as he pulled me to the bed.. It was too nice a day to go back to Sera's and the boy suddenly decided he wanted to see Thomas's house. They walked the four miles from the town to the large village where Thomas lived. Buses were slow and hot and it only took them an hour at an easy pace. The fields all around were bright yellow with rapeseed and the sun shone down from a cloudless sky. It was the sort of day you dream about. Sera wore black despite the heat of the day and by the time they reached the village he had his top.