Thanks for the ride."I got out of the cab and grabbed my duffle bag. Still smiling, I walked up to the door and knocked. Almost instantly, a familiar ...face greeted me."Jacky!!" Hi, mom!"She threw the door back and hugged me hard. She held it for several minutes, but that's to be expected. When she let go, she asked me to come in, and I couldn't say no, especially since I could smell a something sweet cooking. I couldn't quite place it, but it was very familiar and it made me think happy. "Gorgeous," I groaned. "They can't see us?" Nope. Cool, huh?"The couple seemed shockingly close to us, too close for my comfort. I could see every sinew in the old man's body and every slight bump on each of the girl's pink aureoles. I almost felt as if I had to hold my breathe for fear they could hear me breathing. I was positive they could hear my heart pounding in my chest."Companionship, cousin," Pamela continued. "It may seem that sex is our business, but, truthfully, it is not. He is a. Aside from the fact that she was attractive, she was friendly and seemed content with the busy traffic in the shop every day. Terry was practically mesmerized by her every time he went there for lunch. Her skin was flawless, darker than a tan but lighter than the color of chocolate. Her smile was dazzling and her eyes…oh man, those eyes! Shaped like almonds with pupils so brown they were almost black. He thought she was taller than most girls, probably about 5’ 10” with black hair that framed. You know Iam not gay and you are forcing me. I think that you are horrible". He hadgiven me another idea. "That's a nice voice you just used then, perfectfor Debbie. I want you to speak like a breathy teenaged girl all the time.Practise it carefully because if you don't speak like that from now onyou'll be spanked like any other naughty little girl". He had stoppedsobbing and was looking up at me with hatred and fear in his hazel eyes. Ithought that it was time to bring this to a close. I had.