The sentence was followed by an identical copy and she read that as well. It repeated until she reached the end of the page. Fingertips white with pow...er turned the page and wide dilated pupils absorbed the continuation. She breathed deep and her lungs felt a minty coolness when she took in more of the dust. HARRIET READS THESE WORDS. She imagined herself reading the words. It wasn’t hard. After a chapter’s worth of repetition, the words changed. HARRIET SAYS THESE WORDS. She imagined herself. The overalltheme was pink with soft yellow and blue accents. I laid it out on the bed and pulled a few nail polish bottles out. Ifinally decided on a fairly bright pink that matched the shawl nicely.This, of course, would set the tone for the rest of my makeup.I gave thought to wearing stockings but decided that pantyhose would bemore appropriate. Frankly, stockings gave me chills, not only as I putthem on but usually unexpectedly as I wore them for a period of time.They are quite feminine,. Her dark areolas were ever so inviting. I felt her naked breasts. The first time I was feeling and it was inexplicable. I caressed her bare back and planting soft kisses on them every now and then.She was really enjoying the treatment. I turned her round face me. All on a sudden I noticed the naughtiness disappear and shyness taking its place. The inviting smile was still on her lips. I couldn’t control myself and made for her boobs. I was sucking one and pressing the other. I sniffed her. " I said."I was flattered. I didn't think any man would be interested in an older woman like me." That's crazy. You are beautiful. I can understand why he would be attracted to you. You should look at yourself in the mirror more often." I stated emphatically.There was another long silence."Jill... when you had sex with him... was it different?" What do you mean?" Is he bigger... you know... does he last longer... can he do it more times?" Oh, please David. Don't! I can't! Don't do this to me....