We all slept.In the middle of the night, I went to the washroom and came back. Both of them were in deep sleep. I thought of touching my mom. I got in...to her blanket and started touching her boobs. They were warm and soft. I was feeling like I was in heaven.After 5 minutes of pressing her boobs, I thought that I should go further. I removed her bra and panty and inserted my finger in her pussy. My mom started moaning lightly. She didn’t push me away.After 8 minutes of fingering my mom’s pussy, I. Going back to Lisa I said you are going to be my bitch RIGHT? she weakly said yes I looked at and said what? again she softly says yes I scream WHAT she yells yes I'm your bitch I look her in the eye for a few then tell her that if she wants this to work she will do what I say, who I say, when I say, understand me! yes sir is her answer but the look in her eyes tells the story she is worried and frighten. I tell her to lay down and rest I'll be back soon. I call Jim tell him to go buy flowers. "Helen, I realize that you have many unusual responsibilities and understand your point of view can oft times be called unique. However, I fail to see how the subject matter of my dream is any of your concern. I am not like you. I cannot control the course of my dreams. While I do understand that the actions I partook in my sleep were inappropriate, is it better to release my desire for Christine in my dreams or keep them bottled deep inside me. Madame, it was only a dream. What upsets you. The guy I was with the most last night showed up and we danced a bit. He squeezed in at our table, no one seemed to mind. Jeff was up and down dancing with the girls that showed up without a date. He looked like he was really enjoying himself, he likes young girls and these looked barely of age to be in the club.Around 10PM the place was crowded, I'd had two wine coolers and really didn't want to stay there and just be a flirt, or be flirted with. Thank the gods Jeff said something before I.