" Never?" I... I used to" When did you stop?" When I was 16..." So you haven't gotten off in over twenty five years? Fuck! No wonder you're so uptight...! Why did you stop?" My... My mother caught me," the distraught woman sobbed. "There was a hole in the second floor broom closet. I used to go there and spy on a young couple in their bedroom. It was so exiting and I used to touch myself while I watched. But then mother found me doing it. She hit me a lot. She tied up my hands every night after. I think Jenny’s colleague was just about to make the introductions, but all he managed to get out was “Good afternoon,” when Delia Cartwright lent towards her brief and whispered something to her.“We thought Owen Thomas was going to be present today!” Delia’s solicitor said, rather contemptuously I thought.I looked at Jenny, who I found was already smiling back at me. Most likely the question was in my eyes; Jenny nodded.“I am here actually!” I informed the five poker faces sitting opposite. " I had heard others remark that I was an exceptionally pretty baby. Momwent on, "I probably shouldn't tell you this, and you mustn't tell theothers, but you're the one I've always loved most. I just couldn't helpit." Mom turned over onto her back to look at me. There was a nearly fullmoon outside, and we could see each other pretty well. "Gee, thanks for telling me, Mom. That makes me feel very proud." Ileaned forward and kissed her on the lips for the first time. "Mom, wouldyou mind if I. I wassurprised at the size of the resulting 'breasts' I'd developed. Iseriously considered removing either one or both from each bra cup butdecided to stick it out. It would add to the excitement.Getting out of the car is always the hardest thing to do. A car isn'tmuch protection from other peoples wandering eyes, but it is betterthan nothing and it does at least hide your lower body from view. Onceyou're out the car, every part of you is visible.There were three other cars parked in the car.