By the time I’d settled back down on the seat, my skin was aglow, my belly full of anticipation as one of the heart stamped pills slowly dissolved w...thin it, my breasts rising and falling dramatically, each breath bringing me closer and closer to nirvana. Draping myself on the love seat, head propped upon a star-shaped pillow at one end, legs spread wide, one foot on the cushions, one on the floor, I’d chosen a new book of photos; photos of young women about my age masturbating. I’d become. Karma. I’m just sayin’. Puh-leeease can I borrow the car?”“Didn’t we already have this all planned out? I was going to drop you off at work, and after your shift Rebecca was going to pick you up from there?”“Okay, well yeah, I was about to call her,” Emily admitted reluctantly. “It’s just, she works ‘till six. That’s like, the entire day. It’ll be too late by then!”“What will be too late?”“Everything!” Emily cried in exasperation, not daring to explain further. Her mom was so perceptive. I sighed with relief as I enjoyed the tension lifting from inside of me."Thank god it's not a shit I need." I thought with a cheeky smile."She'd definitely knew I had soiled her plant if I took a dump!"I ripped off a small leaf and wiped my wet pussy with it, before quickly burying the evidence underneath a dry unsoiled patch of sod and sat back down on the chair. I hadn't pulled my skirt and thong back up, and I must say, the feel of the leather caressing my naked flesh underneath me felt real. I watched as she washed herself, lathering her body with a nice scented soap. I loved looking at her body, although she was ‘pleasantly plump, it was in proportion. Finally she turned to me, handing me the soap and a sponge, I was instructed to wash her back. I did as I was told, then watched as she shaved her armpits. Rinsing off with cold water, she stepped out for me to dry her off. Back in her bedroom she sat at her dressing table, I now suspected what was expected of me. Picking up her.