Anna was stressed, extremely stressed. The air conditioning at work was stuck on heat and it had been sweltering in her little corner office on the 16th floor of one of the busiest insurance offices in New York. Her underwear was soaked with her sweat, her usually light and airy suit felt rough and tight. Her hair refused to stay put in its bun and stray wisps were wafted about her face by the useless micro desk-fan. Addi...

Michael was 19 and a tall lad at 5’ 11” with a naturally muscular frame but still slim. He kept his black hair cropped short and his genitals clean shaven. This, coupled with his deep blue eyes and impish grin, kept him quite popular with the opposite sex. He had entertained a small number and had slept with a few of the nicer ones, but nothing serious. They just didn’t appeal to him the way his Mother did. Her name was M...