.. what?" Mum was immune to my questions and protestations as shestridently led me to yet another chair."My goodness that will not do." My mother tut ...tutted as she examined mynails."Mum, could you please take the plastic out of my hair," I pleaded."All in good time but we really must attend to your finger nails whatwould my prospective clients think if they saw them?"I sighed in resignation as I saw that familiar manic gleam in mymother's eyes. I could tell there was no stopping her intentions. "Have been all afternoon." Came my quick reply between kisses."Do you want a quick one now, or a better time later?" She asked.I hesitated to think, "Both." I managed.Next thing she increased her kissing efforts, I continued to rub her nipple, and a finger found its way up my cunny. Slowly it ran all the way up inside me, then a different finger poked half way in my butt."Oh fuck." I blurted out in excitement."Watch your language Mary Beth." Came the stern and serious reply. Mommy was serious. She stood under a palm and seemed to be staring straight at him. She was dressed in the usual cotton dress, undyed and frayed in places. The straps were hanging off of her shoulders, around the tops of her arms and the frayed hem was tucked into her knickers at her left hip, allowing for a glimpse of olive coloured thigh, just enough to be enticing, but not too much to be lewd.Jan liked his lips, suddenly dry in the mouth and needing water. He dragged his gaze away from her, hoping to see a. ” I like a girl that listens, he told me, and invited me in, I wanted to go right in but a small knot of fear stopped me. “I think I'm ready but before I commit will you answer a few questions first,” I shyly asked. He nodded his head, "Why me, do you plan on hurting me, will you let me leave if I want?" Lets just say first, I think you're my type girl your cute, have a nice body and you don’t mind sharing it with men. Definitely, not, well maybe a little but your here of your own free will I.