They shared almost identical interests, and spent much of their free time together, enjoying the same hobbies, movies, music, and foods. They seemed t... share a wavelength to which no one else was attuned. They also shared each others’ bed, once. Sara had been with another woman before they met, Rebecca had always been curious. One night over drinks the subject came up. They had a moment, which became a kiss, which became more. It had been everything both of them had hoped for, tender,. Gone was the perky, bubbly personality I loved. This creature standing before me, orchestrating all of this while grinning at me menacingly, was a predatory monster. With them both standing in front of me it dawned on me that both my mom and Taylor had similar builds. Cheryl Lincoln, my mom, stands about five-foot-five, with dark brown hair, brown eyes, B-cup breasts with a perky butt. Comparable to Abigail Spencer.“Don’t tell me!” Taylor tugged on my mom’s hair. “Tell him!” Now my mom’s. "Good morning, you must be Raquel." I am and you must be Bear, come on in, Mom should be ready in a minute."Sunny entered the living room and saw that Bear was dressed much the same as she was, Walking shorts and a tee that fit him like a second skin."Are you ready to go Sunny?" All set, Bear."Saying goodbye to Raquel the left the house and headed out to Bear's car."I love your car Bear, is it a '66?" '67 Mustang actually, I bought it from my Granddad when I turned 16"15 minutes later they. "So you're our health inspector." She smirked "I never expected them to send us one so young and handsome." I cleared my throat and told her that I was fully capable of checking her factory and would not easily be swayed by flattery. Her smirk became a knowing smile. "Really? Well, in that case I'll give you the special tour." And with that she clicked her fingers and lead me, my clipboard in hand, into the production area.The first room was brightly lit with a big conveyor belt running through.