? No... ?" We did, as a matter of fact," I said. "Jill and I were talking about it when you went to Toronto..." Barbara owns a series of ... boutiques... I guess you could call them ... They're all over the country; Miami, New York, Chicago, Las Vegas, Los Angeles. She sells high-end clothes to women who have lots of money and the physical attributes to wear those clothes well. I mean the kind of stuff you wouldn't dare wear with a bra and panties. You know; a dress with the back so low you moon. First, he started with gentle strokes and slowly, increased his finger movement, making me wet more and more. I started groaning and grunting and then, started shouting, thinking maybe my neighbors can hear me but I couldn’t care if the world was crashing around me. I was getting fucked by the guy I was panting for a long time. I had lost the count on the number of orgasms I had since he had started fucking me froggy style. I asked him to stop, I wanted him a lot deeper then he was at the. He hauled me off to a clinic and had them insert an implant in my arm so I would not get pregnant."It also had the byproduct of lessening my periods and most of the time if I have cramping, it is very light. So, all I have to do is get another implant in, I think March, and all will be well in that department." Sounds like a plan," I said and got another swat from Tracy as she called me a "Perv!" What was that for," I asked her."Good measure. Just to make sure you keep in line." Well, if I. Later that day, I was sitting in my room and just thinking about what had happened. I decided to take a shower. No matter what I did, I just couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened earlier. Soon, I started masturbating while in the shower.And then I remembered that my mom was okay with me playing with her boobs whenever I wanted. So I wrapped a towel around my waist and went searching for my mother.She was preparing dinner in the kitchen. She was in a nighty. I just went and hugged her.