Through Amelia and through some friends of mine with contacts in the United States, I have heard a lot of stories about you. Well, stories I think tha... you are connected to, anyway. Even if you are not mentioned, so many incidents were similar that there must be some truth to the rumors.” she looked up at me, her eyes pleading.“I just wanted to tell you about my baby sister. To give you a photograph, to give you a face so that if you find her, if you see her ... well, maybe you can save. ?? I looked up and down thealley.? It was deserted, as it usuallywas this time of night.? Our target wasprobably taking a shortcut on his way home.?A few people did that.? Somebecame targets. I pulled the backpack off his shoulders and peekedinside.? There were several textbooksinside, all with his name written on the cover ? ?Chris.?? Scientist of some sort, based on the booktitles. Chris? former life was now over.? His new life was beginning.? He wouldn?t really know it for a while,though.? A. That’s when I started seeing him as a young man and not a kid. I also got the feeling he had a crush on me, with all that attention. I figured that he fantasized about me, lying awake at night, jerking off; dreaming about having sex with me. (I’m getting wet.) That’s why that one crazy July day I decided to see how far he’d go. I chose a time where it was the slow part of the afternoon, and deliberately parked my car at the far end of the parking lot, with no cars. This is wrong. I’m your mother. We can’t do this. Let’s just go back to sleep. Please, I beg you, don’t do this. Don’t do this to mommy.” I begged.“But mom, my dick is so hard. And it is hard for you, mom. I love you and I want you. I can’t wait any longer.” He answered.I got one hand tightly covered my pussy and I slapped him with the other.“How could you say such a thing? I’m your mother. Are you insane?” I yelled.With that said, he got crazy and quickly he removed my hand from my pussy and.