In the six years since he’d finished college he’d done well for himself, too busy working to date much, too busy lusting his mother to lust anyone... else. At least there hadn’t been many women to complain that he spent too much time with his mother. No one to ridicule him for being a momma’s boy. Mom had enjoyed the companionship too, he believed. She had plenty of girlfriends, of course, but she always had time for her son. And instead of getting over his sinful crush on her, it had only gotten. With a rush of embarrassment, I realized I was dressed only in my underwear. But there was no way I was going back in that bedroom for my suitcase. My half-crazed mind was still trying to figure out a solution when Lavon gave a quick warning knock and burst in, flyswatter in hand. He stared at my exposed, disheveled form, raking his eyes hungrily over my body."Wasp!" I screamed and pointed to the bedroom reminding him urgently.Lavon broke from his reverie and opened the bedroom door. I heard a. "That's okay. I'll be there," Sean said wondering how he was going to break the news to Suzie."Great! I'll see you at four," Mr. Catchums said. He hung up before having to exchange more words with Sean.After he hung up the phone, his mother asked, "What did he want?" He wants me to work tonight instead of this morning," Sean said.Indignant, his mother said, "Friday night is date night. Doesn't he know that?" I guess not," Sean said."You better hustle your bustle down to the store and get some. Samantha fixed that. She started with:"Well take your clothes off. Let's see what I've got myself in for. And you WILL do what I tell you to do or the deal is off, do you understand that?"Samantha stood there tapping a foot, with her arms crossed across her breasts, watching me intently as I undressed. This was embarrassing and I wasn't in the slightest excited. Quite the opposite. When I had stripped, Samantha appraised me before saying:"You're too thin Nicholas and you have no muscle.