After a few email exchanges, we made telephone contact to arrange for a meeting. Las Vegas seemed like the perfect venue so we agreed to travel there ...for a long weekend of nylon based fun.We agreed to meet at one of the lounges at the Bellagio Hotel across from the Paris where we were staying. None of us had much difficulty spotting one another as our wives were looking divine in stunning short cocktail dresses and glossy sheer pantyhose with eye popping sexy, strappy, dressy high heels showing. On my way down I saw lots of young hot girls sunning and swimming topless which really didnâ’t affect me. I went over to my mom and threw my towel down beside her. “Oh, heyâ” she said, “Hi, just down for a quick swim and maybe get sum sunâ” So I jumped into the nice cool water and started to swim around. I watched my mom every now and again. Then I saw something that surprised me, my mother turned over onto her back, but she was topless and showing her magnificent 36G. She wore a tight latex skirt and above the skirt her huge belly was visible. Apparently she was 9 months pregnant."Carla, turn around and lift your skirt.", said M. Carla pulled her skirt up. Janet could see her grotesquely stretched pussy with the mouth of her womb protruding out of her like 2 inches. A pale beige colored thing was clearly visible, stuck in her womb."Carla is not pregnant as you might have guessed. Instead she's training her womb with an inflatable balloon. I think it's about. No one could save me. I was trapped by memories, the only memories I had - six months of Addison four years ago. I had no other memories to distract me.In this Hell, I adapted. I’d learned to lie. I’d learned to fake social skills, pretend interest; I’d learned how to survive, not live. I worked out daily hoping the endorphins would assuage my soul. They didn’t - gone before I left the gym. I kept up appearances, maintained the same very short beard Addison had so liked.I’d discovered McEwan’s,.