Her head lolled to one side and she either slept or went into a state of semiconciousness, either way, she shut down and stayed that way for an hour o...r so.She woke to a familiar smell. One she hadn’t smelled for a long time. Her eyes wouldn’t open where they had become sore and encrusted from crying. The tape and the clamps had been removed from her mouth and nipples. But, she recognised the smell from her childhood. Horse. Slowly, feeling returned to her. Something huge was stuffed into her. She wore short shorts with flip flops and had to be at least forty though she had no makeup on. I guess the word for her was natural beauty. I let out a sigh of relief. “Hi, so nice to meet you,” Tanya said as I moved for her to come in. She took off her shoes near the mat where the rest of the discarded shoes resided. I thought that was a good sign of her being comfortable, as well as confident, that she would be here for a while. I offered her a seat as well as a drink. “Yes , wine would. I'd lie in it and pretend to already be asleep and every night before she fell asleep she'd go into the bathroom, run a hot bath, and get undressed then bathe like clockwork before climbing underneath the covers beside me. Through the different mirrors and in direct view, I'd watch her. She was still young herself then, a brunette, and I thought she was absolutely the most gorgeous woman in the world. Hell, my mom was smoking hot. She was petite, her skin bronzed by the sun everywhere her two. When I entered the women’s bathroom, I passed by the mirror on my way to the stall. Glancing at myself in the mirror as I pass, I do a double take. My brand new button down shirt has lost the top two buttons! Looking at myself in the mirror, I can see what had Mr. Edwards so flustered- my shirt had fallen open to reveal the snow-white tops of my pert breasts, held in place by only a slim lace bra that my boyfriend gave me on my birthday. I am practically spilling out of my bra,.