I took a picture into the mirror of Mom, one of Calamity on the toilet with her knees spread, and then another one of Mom directly into the frosted sh...ower door. Then I got the hell out of there because the front doorbell was ringing.Shortly Calamity and I were eating the pizza and Dad was heading up to change his clothes.Calamity asked, “Did you get a good one of Mom?”I replied, “The frosted glass didn’t help.”Calamity said, “Then we need another plan.”We were finishing off the last two pieces. God what a woman I thought. She was 38 then. Her assets were something to die for. A bright face, two huge melons, curvy hips and medium sized butts. If asked to pick the best it would have been the most difficult test for me.I finished my exam in an hour and I was watching her more carefully. Once or twice she saw me seeing her. I shifted my eyes from her to outside the windows for a while. Time ticked and one by one most started to leave. there was only some time left for the exam to get over. She just pulls up her coat revealing her naked skin from her legs to her back, bending her curvy ass in a hot and voluptuous way.I start talking to her, putting my arm over her hip and touching her naked breast with my other hand. I know it was a pleasure for her to be touched in this way and that her husband like it too.He just said that we had an appointment to a swingers club in town and that he wants to see her being fucked by 23 men. I just don't say nothing, thinking to myself that it was. Truth to tell she had too much money, too much time on her hands and too little idea of how to use her time and money constructively. Her twelve friends had all been picked especially for this occasion and all were pretty much as frivolous as their hostess. None of these silly, but likeable, young ladies had the slightest idea what they would do if the Spirit of the Old Wood DID materialise!Francine was not one of the Coven. Diana had from the first excluded her best friend. Miss Francine was.