.take me. Make me awoman, please. I don't want anyone else to do it: Make me yours!"He complies with the most powerful climax I have ever felt.We lie ...in my single bed hunched up together, completely exhausted."So this is it, then..." I say. "We're...together." Yeah," he says, stroking my hair."Just so you know; I plan on staying young after this. No more MILFfantasies, okay?" Okay," he chuckles. "Anyway, it's not like you're actually older. It'sjust a guise." That's true. But still...it's going. ”Monday March 21stSo, today I started off working for Jill’s mother over at her house. Firstly, it’s enormous. There must be eight bedrooms, there’s a pool and a gym, a big living room that opens out onto the garden, a kitchen that’s almost the size of my flat and lots of other utility and service rooms. It was as much as I could do to remember where all the things were as she showed me around.“There’s a schedule for all this,” Sally said. “In a folder, top shelf of the cupboard in the utility. As I woke up on Sunday late morning around 11:30 am still im in my sweet bouquet layered baby doll (nitie) making coffee and doing dishes get my coffee sit on couch watching TV my cell phone ring one of good all Spanish she male friend (Rosie) who was about to go out back to Mexico her grand ma was sick and she ask me if I can help her with some money as u know on ur worst day only friend you can count on agree to loan her some money and I told her I can bring her money to her place she agree. The imprint of the storm was magical upon me, capturing my attention and holding it’s gaze tight. I bundled deeply into the blanket then, and drifted off to sleep soon enough, watching the dancing snowflakes outside, secured by the heat of the crackling embers behind me. I awoke in the morning, cold and shivering, stiffness causing my joints to protest all movement. During the night I had shifted and found myself pressed against the chill pane of the window, huddled into the blanket for what.