Nervously I followed her down the stairs, her shape as she descended the stairs brought a flicker of desire but I quickly dismissed it.Pastor John sto...d to greet me. "Please be seated child," he said. Child I thought, I am eighteen but did not push it. A beef hotpot was served with steam rising from an ample sized portion. Pastor John then told me that if I wanted to talk, Sharon would have to be my 'ear piece' as church policy prohibited opposite sex counselling but only when and if I was. The thing, whatever it was, stood half in shadow at the fringe of weak, yellow light, a last gasp from the street a couple of hundred yards away. Whatever it was I felt its stare and I shivered. Goosebumps prickled my skin. ‘Don’t be such a wuss,’ I mumbled to myself. ‘Giving yourself the heeby-jeebies. It’s probably more afraid of you than you are of it.’ I stared into the shadows as a blast of freezing October air whistled around the corner and reminded me that I should really be at home,. Giles overslept the next day. Not by much but enough to cause him toshort cut his usual morning beauty regime. This was not good. He lookedand felt awful as it was, his low mood exacerbated by a hightemperature. Briefly Giles contemplated calling in sick but he knew hehadn't even begun to investigate what Ralph was up to - if he ever gotthe chance and could understand what he was looking at. A quickapplication of just foundation made Giles feel a bit better. Tying hishair into a bun, he dressed. My Mom is 51 years-old right now and my Mom is a typical Indian housewife,conservative but cute.My Mom is about 5’2” (or about 158 cm) in height and of small build.My Mom’s skin is fair and has compact boobs (breasts) and buttocks.I had tried seeing my Mom naked but I didn’t get the chance,so I could only imagine my Mom’s naked body.I would very much have like to fucked or have sex with my Mom before my marriage,but the chance I was waiting for only came after my marriage.Let me tell you about.