I found it so strange to start with, but I had a carer who came to see me most days. His name was Andrew Harrison and he was a retired school teacher....Andrew explained that he had been a carer for about seven years, and all his patients were blind. I liked him, his frequent visits were something that I looked forward too. He gave me lots of advice about making things easier for me. One of those things was not bothering getting dressed, and then at bedtime getting undressed, but to just wear my. She was puzzled though as she tried to identify that familiar taste on her daughter's breath.Melissa watched her mother as she disappeared into her bedroom, her hips swaying in a lewd, sexy rhythm. She was beginning to see her mother, and herself in a whole new way.Melissa trotted off to her own bedroom. She pulled the tight shirt over her head and let it fall to the floor. Then, unbuttoning her shorts she let them drop to the floor as well. Sliding her panties down her legs and stepping out of. Bar the door after I leave." Neither looked happy with my night excursion. I felt that I needed to do it though.I slipped out the window and headed west to the Foreign Quarter. The moon was cooperating as the sliver was falling away from the city. I had eaten my fill before I left and had picked up an emergency ration of dried apricots from the bazaar earlier.With my enhanced vision I had little problem avoiding the sentries and skulkers that were out this late. Yolanda's directions were spot. Overall, she looked like a cross of something out of Mad Max and Dawn from Cry for Dawn."Sup man!" Hi Jess!" At barely 5 foot, her head only came up to my chest, but I could still feel her huge tits press against me as she gave me a hug. I just prayed that she didn't feel my erection press against her. "It's been too long." Let's go inside." We go inside and I ask for a table outside. At first, the hostess said no because it was getting too dark to be out there, but I said we weren't going to.