We clutched at each other as the kiss progressed; it became more urgent, my hands roamed across her naked back she moaned as she worked my robe off.I ...ould feel her breasts pressing against my chest; my penis throbbed as our kisses became engulfed with passion. My hands moved to her breasts involuntarily, driven by lust for my mother’s body, as I felt the hard nipple poking into the palm of my hand she moaned loudly and covered my hands with hers, pushing them into her breasts.“Oh god Jeff,. I was still in my workout shorts and a t shirt. I told okay i was on my way. I found his apt building and then walked over to his Apt. The door was slightly ajar but i knocked just the same. I heard someone say come on in. The living was a bit of a mess and then he came out of the bedroom. He was an older white guy a bit on the chubby side wearing jugging pants and a wife beater T shirt. I sat on the edge of the bed while he asked if i had found the place alright, i was not in the mood for. Finishing my coffee on Friday morning, I was trying to do some of the work for which I was paid. I looked at my inbox: thirty-seven emails. The first twelve took until lunchtime. Well not all of them obviously, five were spam – God knows why the company paid for a spam filter. Four were the usual company news, in this case two staff announcements, an engagement and a birth, and two notifications of new contracts obtained. So I actually had to work on three and they provided a welcome. She wasn’t even dreaming.‘Did the ‘nothing’ suck out your soul?’ Béla wondered, momentarily. Then she decided it hadn’t. Her sister’s joyous, though brief, reunion when she had first touched her mind after having been lost for so long, wasn’t something a soulless being would project.‘Come on, now,’ Béla sent. ‘It’s feeding time. I have more to give you, this time…’ Embracing her bony, wrinkled sister, she pulled the limp form up against her, supporting the back of her head with one hand and.