I went inside the kitchen to make some tea. We needed that badly. She came out with the towel wrapped around her hair. She was wearing the pajama and ...T shirt that I gave her. The T shirt was quite loose for her and was giving little-little peek of her melon boobs.She could not wear her inner garments inside for obvious reasons and without bra her big boobs were jiggling in the T shirt. The ass was also properly visible with the pajama sticking in her ass creek. Needless to say I was having all. I quickly downed my cereal, ran upstairs and put on my favorite bikini. You would know why it's my favorite if you saw it. Of course. It's the skimpiest.As I walked outside, he looked over and said, Hi," and I asked him if he'd had breakfast yet. He said, no, so I told him I'd get him something, just relax, and went inside and made toast and coffee.When I came out with the tray, I sat it down on the table next to him and my eyes were drawn to his swim trunks which were still wet. Yes, and. “Are you two bitches a couple of dykes?”“What difference is it to you whether we are or not? And if we’re bitches, we sure aren’t your bitches.”“You two cunts need someone to straighten you out.”“We’re just as straight as we want to be, and if we need any help, we can find lots of volunteers.”“Fucking feminazi dykes.”“I’ve had a lovely conversation, but this wasn’t it. Do come back when you can’t stay so long.”The dude stomped off, muttering and cursing.“I’m shocked at how hostile that guy was.. Mom's wide open eyes were staring at me over Trud's shoulder; I smiled at her and stuck my tongue out and mimicked the vertical strokes involved in eating a pussy. Now mom was still actively kissing Trudi but she was trying to say no with her eyes.Time to move one more rung on the depravity ladder. "OK let's move to the bed room where we can have more room." I was barely done speaking and Trudi had mom by the hand and off the couch."Come on Doris, I've had enough of that rug for a while, show.