Amy stepped straight out of the bar and into he back of a waiting Rolls Royce, I followed."Were off to the 'Edge" she stated, and opened the drinks co...oler that was in the back of the car.I feel I need to give some background here. Firstly, there was no way either Amy or I could afford a Rolls. We aren't poor, and we aren't loaded and certainly not that loaded. Money isn't a turn on for either of us, just because you have it does not mean you can get into my panties (if I was wearing them!) and. Getting men hard was no longer a novelty and mysexual curiosity had long ago been satisfied. But the rush I got fromseduction, control, and manipulation never got old. So I opened thesunroof, hiked up the skirt and unzipped the hoodie. I attracted a gooddeal of attention from several truck drivers and by the time I got toBridgeport, I had one hooked. As he pulled up next to me on the highwayI pulled up my skirt and rubbed my crotch, he blasted his horn inappreciation. Then I playfully sped up. " "You're fine. This is your house, after all." I wouldn't say this to her, but I also enjoyed seeing as much of her fine body as I was. "Are you hungry, Bob?" "I was just going to grab a sandwich." "No, I'll fix supper" she said, and turned to go down to the kitchen. I watched her panty-covered ass until she disappeared from view, then turned back to my unpacking. After just a couple of minutes, I found myself in the living room, building a fire. The TV was already on, and the smell of. "Oh Sandra ... SO cute!" she gushed. Iwas thankful I'd remembered to edit the last two letters of thepenciled-in 'Alexander' on the back of one of them.And the compliments kept flowing like water. Sharon said Mom and Ilooked so much alike we could pass for sisters, and she noted that wehave the same sense of style. I told her that Mom's my role model in allthings female, and I considered her the best mother in the whole world."What a nice thing to say!" she exclaimed, and then, to Mom:.