00:04:43.720You are a very strong woman.9300:04:44.680 --> 00:04:46.360We will see...9400:04:46.920 --> 00:04:51.160Sure, sure, later we will rememberour first conversation... See you!9500:04:53.040 --> 00:04:57.280Well, thank you for the interview.Nice to meet you.9600:04:57.280 --> 00:04:58.280See you...9700:04:58.320 --> 00:04:59.440Yes, Chao.9800:18:31.880 --> 00:18:33.920Uf! Shit!9900:41:20.840 --> 00:41:23.600We are meeting again.10000:41:23.640 --> 00:41:24.680Yes.10100:41:25.600. I tossed the blouse into the hamper, leaving just my everyday bra on top, and started working on the fasteners of my slacks. After I stepped out of them, I thought the grey knee-hi nylons looked ridiculous with white bra and bikini panty set, so I draped the slacks over the back of the chair and sat down to remove them. The thin trouser socks fluttered into the laundry basket on top of the blouse. I felt my nipples stiffen, sitting there in my underwear—Emma hadn't moved.I saw her glance over. For the first time, Cheryl had started paying some attention to her mother as more than just a household slave to her father. The stressful, embarrassing sexual lessons Cheryl had conducted made her view Darlene in a much more human way than ever before. In most respect's, Cheryl's mother was still a stranger, but there were many more emotional connections than ever before.The other thing about Darlene that was unmistakable was the physical change. Buried for forty years by family culture, her.Read More
