It didn't just happen all by chance; it seemed, instead,more an act of fate.Even the act of putting the ad on the computer which led to that first guy...coming to her apartment for sex, Ben, his name was, even doing somethingas defined as that, had happened in a kind of sleepwalk. Her actionsseemed to be directed by some remote intelligence that knew what sheneeded better than she did herself. She could never have consciously donesomething as potentially dangerous as that herself.What an odd way. While we waited, she pressed her bodyagainst mine. She was looking around and often directed my attention tosomeone who was staring at us.When we got back into the car, Lisa pulled my underpants down and had meput a pair of panties on. I transferred my wallet and keys from her purseto mine. All the way back to her apartment, she told me about all thepeople she saw at the mall who couldn't stop looking at us.After we got into her apartment, she pushed me against the front door. "Doyou like. ", She stopped speaking in mid sentence. I felt myself blushing furiously and my voice cracked as I spoke."That's not even remotely funny. How would you feel if Dad hated you?" I felt a tear starting to roll down my cheek.Mom rushed around the table and grabbed me up in a hug "I'm sooo so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." She pulled my head to my her breast as I began crying."I most humbly and sincerely apologize." She began rocking me gently " I wasn't thinking. I know its hard caring about. She attached the nylon tops to the garter clips that dangled from the belt.Jessica stood up and took a step back, "Simply lovely Jamie," is all she said that caused my face to flush.Jessica quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. Jessica stood behind me and turned me to face the full length mirror. "Look at how nice you look in your pretty outfit. Does this make you feel sexy?"As Jessica asked me how I looked she was running her hands up and down the silky slip. This was the.