Shedding his clothing, he took his mother`s hand, then tenderly climbed onto the bed, again they kissed, it was no maternal kiss, it was long awaited,...passionate, and meaningful. She whispered that, “she had waited forever for this for so long, so no words… please!” Silently he unbuttoned the jacket, then slid it and the nightdress from the body he had wanted for so long. The old before her time body came into his gaze, white as snow except face and arms, breasts once proud 34ds now sagged. “The book is beautiful, Roxanne. Like you.”When he turned away it was as if he were turning his back on the only heaven he’d ever be allowed to have. Each step felt wooden, farther and farther away from warmth, until he pushed through the windowed double doors and into the arms of winter. ** I’m turning into a fucking psycho. Roxie smoothed the unwrinkled scrap of paper with Jesse’s name and cell phone number. Who does this shit? I'm like one of those crazy chicks in Lifetime movies.Jesse's. Mac knew that he had to work fast or whoever was out there would get into the house. His mind worked quickly as he ran from the hedges to the woods. He figured that there were at least two shooters, one in back and one in front, but probably more. Now in the safety of the woods, he ran swiftly, his weapon in his hand. There was no fear in his actions. Experience had taken over and he was on automatic pilot.He circled around the route he figured someone would take if they were trying to sneak up. Also hugging pillow and rolling on the bed. I observe all these things through the window. I decided to get in her room. My luckiness, she forgot to put the door completely. I just removed my jeans at the door only and entered into the room she was shocked by seeing me and my erecting cock. I just closed the door and asked her.I: I think you are thinking about me.She: No but I think some of about you. I hope I need some one now.I: I wanna be some one of that she didn’t replied. I slowly went.