I felt this was the perfect time to test the arrangement my mother made with me.I walked into the kitchen following my stiff cock. My mother was sitt...ing at the kitchen table sipping coffee as she was working on her laptop. She was wearing what appeared to be her short robe and nothing else. The robe barely covered her ass, and the top part was open wide enough to give me quite a look at her large tits. She glanced up at me and the visible tent in my shorts.“Good morning honey. I can see. She said she wants to think about it for a little while. So she’s likely not going to make a late night visit tonight.” Elena told me in somewhat tired tone. Then to herself she said, “I don’t think she’ll be here anyways.”“That sounds good to me. Thank you for easing Maxine into the subject. I have been worried how to bring it up to her. Now is there anything else you’d like to talk about?” I asked.For a brief second a smile spread across her face. She then turned away from me for a few. Justin is unrepentantly gay. These were pictures of naked, bound men, showing the signs of a recent beating. I suspected he would need to visit the men's room before we left.At this point the waitress returned with his cinnamon roll. Justin closed the folder and thanked her. She looked at him oddly, then shrugged and left without saying anything.As he reopened the folder, I said, "Save the last one for a moment. It is a female subject, and I want you to view it separately. What do you think. "I should skin you alive for that little stunt, you know."I heard a voice coming from poolside, and headed that way to face the music. Sandy was sitting alone, a large, mostly empty glass of wine at her side."I know. I was bad. But I'm done now." What were you thinking?" she snapped."I just wanted Erica to have a decent Christmas, and wanted to help you out a little in your effort to sell your house."She cackled, and it wasn't a pretty sound. "You too? You just barely met me and you're so damn.