”“She’s even more of a force of nature than he is!”“Those two are what you would have been if you weren’t so submissive, and if you’d ha...d parents who encouraged you rather than oppressed you.”“My dad has been great since I came home from Sweden, and even before, he had started to be more on my side.”“Your mom is still the biggest bitch I know,” Jennifer sighed. “I’m glad we don’t see her very often.”“Same here. I need to get to work, and I guess you need to get going as well.”She nodded, and we. It scares me a little that I enjoy both, but the fear is going away. My feelings must surely be common. All mothers must feel them to a greater or lesser degree.There is the titillation of the normal man/woman thing. He loves to look at my breasts, my legs, under my skirt, and to see me in my undies. All that is natural. And, being truthful, I enjoy having him see me just as if he were one of the men at the office. It is very stimulating and I frequently find my nipples crisping and sometimes. OnceI entered the place though my anxiety returned. The one customer was inthe back, apparently watching videos or some sort of peep show. The clerkwas an older guy, with slicked back hair and stared at me in a creepyway. I imagined they didn't have many women shopping here, especially onein heels and stockings. It took me a few minutes to find the shelf withthe dildos, including strap-on types. Looking at them, I could feel myface flush. I told myself, that people bought stuff like this every. I noticed that several of the girls just smiled and pretended that they were not affected and I was more curious about that fact than anything else being said in the discussion about his elusive management style.One of the less pretty girls from the typing pool was called Diane.I couldn’t help but notice that Diane was one of those nervous young things that had lots going for her down below the waistline but she was cursed with a terrible long pointed nose and a chin line that made her look.