." He was pretty grownup to be spanked, but Laura knew she had to do something.Billy closed his eyes under her menacing stare of displeasure. And anot...her thing was bothering him--the woman scent of his mother's body, the closeness to her... it was driving him wild with desire.He wanted to run and keep running forever, but his mother held him fast. The warm, personal smell of her was playing havoc with his emotions. She was pulling him closer. God--what was she doing?Laura bent her son over her. At the very least, she could try to respect that her kidnappers had good taste in carpet. She didn't think about that for very long, though.On the desk, she found a note and a simple black hair tie. While she leaned over to read the message, she tied her shoulder length auburn hair into a ponytail. It was still messy, but now it wouldn't be invading her face nearly as much.The note was odd. At first glance the paper seemed like some sort of Valentine's Day card, but all of the words looked like. I wanted to get my dick inside her just a little bit, just an inch.Susan, my mother-in-law, had been living with us it worked out fairly well while she looked for a new job. My wife Clair and I didn't mind the company, and we did have dinner together regularly, but I just didn't seem to be able to get us all at the TV again.Unfortunately, I was walking around with a semi-hardon all month thinking about Susan's big soft tits. They are a little bigger than Clair's, and even though Susan is in her. Sometimes we even managed to walk together on the way to the bus stop, although that only happened if I was early and waited around until he burst out of his house. If I ran late, he wouldn't wait for me, but I didn't mind.Like I said, I was always a little chubby, and Jacob was always more interested in the prettier, skinny girls in our grades, like Shelly Moynihan or Stacy Horner. I had no doubt that he didn't recognize the new and improved me when he let me in. Maybe that was just as well..