In the same place she was sitting when I left.“We need to talk,” I said. I started...When I was through she said, “I can’t leave my mother. Sh... fell and broke her back.”“Where is she?” I asked.“In Oak Ridge.”“Why aren’t you there?”“You know I don’t drive,” she said.“When did she fall?”“Eight days ago,” she said.“You’ve been sitting here?”“I slept ... most nights,” she said.“Have you called her?”“She’s not answering her phone,” she said.“When was the first time she didn’t answer?”“Seven days. ”Why Not’. So I asked him to have sex with me. I wanted him in the worst way, and I also felt it was a way to break away from my current boyfriend. He made me wait a week, and then on that Fantastic Thursday, he asked me to go for a walk on the canal. I was so excited, I could barely breathe. We went for our walk…. We talked and talked. He told me about a few things that he wanted to do. We talked about a lot of things. It was great. Then I noticed that he had something on the back of his. Smuggling in thingsI needed or things I might have needed and a little tinned food. I spent mynights planning the 'break out' I would do it carefully; I wouldn't use mykey as they would know. I'd have to damage the lock somehow. Believe me so much meticulous planning went into it nothing was forgotten.I even made provisions for the child, although I didn't plan on staying therethat long. I was going to ask her to run away with me. On our next session I told her about my plans. She sat so. I was not disappointed. Since it was the 70's my mom wore a dress, heels and hose to work everyday. What I found was a treasure trove on pantyhose, slips and OMG a very shear pair of fully boarded blue stockings. At the time, garters were still generally part of the girdle so nothing really to hold them up but, I was over the moon about them. I started by pulling that wonderfully shear stocking over my cock, slowly rubbing up and down, imagining that it was me and one of the women from the.