As the fire died down we both settled deeper into bed under the covers. I was somewhat surprised when I saw Leifs face looming above my own. He leaned... in close and said, Night mom, and gave me a soft kiss right on the lips. We had kissed many times before, but never on the lips that I could remember. He smiled at me brightly and looked like he wanted to say something, but must have lost his nerve and laid his head back on the pillow. I had been caught off guard by his action and didnt respond. "That not as bad as it looks at first," thought Mom out loud. "If youwear your pants over them, no one can see the fur or the pompoms. Andthe pink really isn't so bright. No matter, that's all that I have."I pulled on the boots. Just as I had expected, they fit perfectly. Buteven with the pants down over them, they didn't exactly look like mynormal shoes. But this could work.She reiterated my thoughts. "Not perfect, but it could work." Thanks, Mom." Thanks - for what? I got you in this little. She had wanted something restrictive that she and Flora could enjoy together, when she wasn't feeling particularly topish. Something a little like bondage, and preferably of rubber. In the end, she had constructed this... a vertical bath, like a wishing well, eight feet deep and lined with a very large and thick rubber bag. The bag was sealed to the rim of the well. The well itself was in fact, a simple jacuzzi, with water jets in the walls, and the rubber lining was anchored at the bottom. Your eyes remain riveted to her chest as she rises from the recliner, her every movement as graceful as a dancer's."As for who I am, you may call me Sappho." As in the greek poet?" You gasp, finally making yourself look the woman in her eyes."Is that all they remember about me nowadays?" The woman pouts, and you've never wanted to pounce on someone more in your life. "Its sad so little about the greek pantheon survived, after all I wasn't JUST a poet, but a Goddess. Just think of me as the.