" Did your mother tell you what the pictures are of?" You know as well as I do that she's not my mother," she said like she had caught him trying to f...ool her, "She told me that the pictures showed her screwing Todd and his wife."Dan figured it was time to bluff again, "I knew that she wasn't your mother but I never got the whole story about how you and she hooked up." I was running away from home and Adrianne was moving to this town and she saw me hitchhiking. She stopped and picked me up. She. When the base was twisted it exploded in a flurry of intense vibrations. It was mesmerizing to watch as the 6-inch machine came to life in my hands. With half lidded eyes I flipped it back to off, laying back in the plush comfort of my bed. The deep purple of my sheets enveloped the bare skin of my body. Every curve of my body was held in the cockles of my bedding. The swell of my breasts rose and fell with every shaky breath. It had been ages since I had last spent time exploring my own body.. Then she pulled out a laptop that looked like it was made out of platinum. She opened it up and turned it on and then she looked at me and smiled.I saw that smile and I knew I wanted to know that girl. I'd heard the expression "warm smile" hundreds of times but this was the first time I'd ever experienced it. It was more than her mouth, her eyes, her face; it was like her whole being was smiling at me. I felt like I was in the warm kitchen on a rainy night eating hot chicken soup. That kind of. “What’s this?” I asked.“I take my work seriously, and if my job is to inspire…”I swallowed hard. What was it I’d written? She had the kind of arse that no man could look at and not want. It was true. It was all I could do to stop myself from going across and running my hands over the shiny material stretched across Meghan’s perfect buttocks.No touching! I threw myself into the story, enflamed by frustration. To make matters worse, Meghan took it upon herself to give her arse a little wiggle.