Then something occurred to me that shocked me out of my wits.I was extremely turned on. The look in my mother's eyes, her lips trembling, her cheeks f...lustered. She looked like she was in heat. My hand wandered down below my waistline to find a crushing hard-on. It almost hurt I was so hard. Then Mom walked back in."Listen, you know what? I won't get upset if you just tell me where..." Her voice trailed off as her eyes locked on my crotch. She just kind of stopped dead in her tracks and stared. At least she knew where she could find him and he wasn't likely to bring home a disease.And then Sam did a bad thing - he got caught smoking pot, and he had just enough on him to qualify him as a dealer (which he wasn't). First offense, a plea bargain, and he walked away with sixty days in jail on a work release program, five years probation, mandatory counseling and one hundred hours of community service. And, of course, a felony record.For the next several years nothing changed. Sam fucked. Unlike her they were wearing the abbreviated French Maid costumes. Before, when they had come to her chamber to tend to her and instruct her, they had been naked. Vanessa was painfully aware of her nudity but knew the consequences of attempting to cover up. Although Joseph was not carrying the stun wand, she knew she would be punished if she tried.It was almost as if he could read her mind. Turning to her, he said, “You have to earn the privilege of wearing clothing in this household, Vanessa.. Typically, the most I saw of Muffin was on the weekends, and even then it was usually in the mornings before we headed off to our activities for the day — which in her case typically meant spending the day working at a local mall. I had forgotten about my daughter’s unusual return from school when I heard her bedroom door finally open again before she descended the stairs. A few moments later, she came into the living room as I was flipping channels, not particularly sure what was worth.