. - I told you, we're not mating. What we're doing is... What a nonsense. "Mating". Who told you that?- I'm not stupid, mom, really.- Shush!..They bot...h laughed. Thomas enjoyed looking at mother face, blushed and pretty in the midst of the sunny day. A window was wide open. Freshy current of air gave both of them wonderful sensations, allowing to feel naked flesh more sharply. Thomas never felt so naked. Returning from the kitchen he looked at his mom's ass. Abrubt images of himself slapping. "Where are you guys staying?" I asked."Well, it turns out that Mason owns almost what, thirty houses?" Mom asked."Thirty two. I buy foreclosed homes for cheap flip them and I either sell them or I rent them, and renting them seems to be working, plus it gives people jobs." Mason said."I thought you only had three jobs." I said."I did, I have people who escaped the order that work for me. They handle all of the leasing accounting and stuff and they make good money from it. I don't have to do. He figured he’d give it to her, and it would be their own private joke.Peter rang her bell and held the pumpkin in his hands. He smiled when she opened the door.“Here I am.”“Come in dear. Is that pumpkin for me?”“Yes.”“Thank you dear. You’re very sweet. Come in.”Peter walked in and that’s when Mrs. Rodger’s held him in a tight embrace and began French kissing him. She moved her tongue around this mouth and held his buttocks in her hands.He wondered if Mr. Rodger’s and her even had sex.“Why. As she reached over to turn it of, she realized her heartbeat had doubled as she replayed his words form the day before.'We're taking a little trip out tomorrow, pet. I think you'll enjoy it.'Replaying the words over in her head, she couldn't tell if she was feeling excitement or anxiety.'Maybe a little of both,' she decided to herself, as she wondered what the day had in store for her.Her eyes glanced towards the clock and she cursed as she realized ten minutes had passed.It was only the start.