. she closed the door locked it and came to me.. sat on the chair and was relaxing for some time.. me really fainted . . started to speak with her,.. ...the first thing I told was “mam u r gorgeous” she gave hr hallmark smile wit dimple/…. After some time she asked shall v start the work.. ya I told and she immediately laid on the bed.. me don’t know hw to start was fully blank..She asked my name was casually talking and asked “arre yaar for what r u waiting still” I told that I was instructed to. I waited and finally saw his 80’s Celica pull up in the parking lot and I practically sprinted to it.My eyes were still red and wet as I climbed in the passenger seat.“Hey man,” Chris tried to greet me softly, “What’s going on?”“Just fucking go!” I commanded, needing to be as far from my home as I could be in that moment.He threw the car in gear and drove off, both of us sitting in silence as I tried to figure out what to say.My thoughts were so fucking scattered as I opened my phone again,. ..well, more than slightly, but Mum was still only 38 years old, and me, being 20, well I had the world at my feet. Mum had never remarried after my Dad and her divorced, and to tell you truth, I'd never even seen her dating, let alone even thought about her having sex with anyone...anyone that wasn't me I suppose. I don't know why she hadn't been dating, it wasn't as if she couldn't, what with the endless tanning, exercising, swimming, and shopping sprees, she was a Goddess. Mum might have. No doubt many of them found a certain exotic sexiness from her Japanese ancestry. She was rather proud of her body, which she apparently maintained through yoga, and today she was showing it off as usual. She wore tight black yoga pants under a thin blue blouse, through which a black, lacy bra was slightly visible that did its best to boost her B-cup chest. It was hard to say “No” to Diana, so Sarah glanced at the screen in her student's hands with a defeated sigh. The video playing had some.