” He patted theroof of his Mazda, and said, “With a paint job and arebuilt engine, this one would get you around.”She smiled, her br...wn eyes sparkling in the glow ofthe overhead halogen light. “I’ll pass.” An awkwardsilence followed, as she fumbled with her hands andexhaled. He considered asking her out for a drink, butdecided to wait until she’d made her intentions plain.He could tell she wasn’t a groupie, but he doubted hersole reason for. He found himself wishing she took a pill every night. Of course the deceit ran two ways. Billy thought his mother was sleeping heavily and dreaming, and Hester was now pretending to be asleep so she could subtly encourage Billy. There was no other pretence on her part. Hester was now honest with herself. She wanted him. She wanted her son to ravish her. She wanted his cock inside her. But she didn’t know how to reveal her desire to him. She was afraid that she would seem a bad mother. Billy. This was wilder than Katie had ever worn in public. It was made up of three very small triangles of white cloth, held together with strings. The triangles were so small that you could see dark brown around the patches on her top and almost half of her heart shaped patch of hair down below.Katie was making no effort to hide anything from the young man at the counter. Walking up to me, she pulled the lower triangle down and asked, "Do you think that I should have shaved the rest of me before. She told me they also offered her another position if she was interested. I replied, "What kind of position?She said, "well I told them I have to think about that" "That what?, think about what?" I said. She said, "They also own an escort service for exclusive wealthy clients and other connected guys. I could make more than triple or more the amount of money as an escort than a strip dancer" I said "Don't tell me you're actually thinking about working as an escort for those wise guys?" Despite.