“I know it’s nicer than Dad’s.”Mom nodded vacantly, as if answering something in her mind rather than what I had said. Then she looked at me.�...��What are you trying to do Brent? What are you up to?”“I just want you to look, that’s all.”“Why?”“I don’t know. I just do,” I said.Mom nodded as if she understood.“Put it away now and let me by,” she said.“I will if you put it away,” I countered, astounded by my precocious response.Mom sighed, then grabbed my pajamas and pulled them up, the waistband. Apart from Reggie, I’d never had to deal with IT and so was a little nervous about going into this meeting not quite knowing what I already had or what I might need. Given Carol and Ling seemed to have a clue about the basics of such matters, I thought it prudent to take them along with me so they could explain what we were trying to achieve and then what we might require for the future,.The three of us headed back to the main building and headed down to the basement where we found the IT. .........."Now moving his hand dangerously close to her vagina he whispered, "Phyllis, are you getting wet, I could swear that I can smell your arousal!?!" This couldn't be happening to her. A sharp career woman just sitting there and letting a total stranger feel her out. To top that off ask her the most intimate of questions, but for some reason she couldn't resist him, and in a small voice she offered, "Y-yes, I'm very wet, I can't seem to help it!!!"With only inches to go, and sweat. It was Thursday evening. He told me to be ready to go out Friday morning. I was to wear a nice conservative "housewife type" outfit. I took that to mean something pretty but conservative, conservative underwear, and practical shoes. He wanted me to look as sweet and as innocent as possible. He refused to even discuss his plans. He just told me to be ready to go at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.I was awake most of the night, dreading whatever was to happen to me the next day. I knew that Ted.