I see your father and my husband overthere deep in conversation. Oh well, that's the way it is for us womenI guess. Have you met everyone?" I think so..., dad introduced me around." Oh! Look! It's our son Michael! Let me introduce you to him."Mike was almost exactly my age, and very shy. His mother walked offleaving us together, but he didn't feel comfortable, that much was forsure. I grabbed his arm and we mingled until we came to our fathers.One looked perplexed and one looked glad as Mike. A slave will serve every person with food and drinks as requested, kneeling to each as the food or drinks are presented.5. A slave will not use furniture and will kneel on the floor until her or his services are required.6. A slave will not speak unless spoken to.7. A slave will remain attentive to make sure that no one has to ask for additional food or drink. A slave should be ready before the command is issued.8. A slave must use high protocol when commanded to do so. This means that the. "Wow, you look good," she said. She took another long drag on her cigarette as I got to my feet andpadded over to her. I pressed my body against hers squashing our breaststogether and we kissed, she sliding her free hand down inside mypanties, fingers seeking my now very wet pussy."My, someone certainly seems happy to see me," she grinned.I was. I always was. She was stunningly beautiful, the world's mostamazing woman, and she was mine.The sex that followed was as mind-blowing as always. The. Mom, did you have any of your brothers in the same school as you at the same time?" As a matter of fact, your Uncle Rob, two years older than me, was a junior at the same time I was a freshman. Why do you ask?"I got a bottled water from the fridge, opened it and sat down. "Mom, if this too personal, ignore it, but did you and Rob ever ... were you and he ... Did Uncle Rob and you ever make out?" Winston, that's a very unorthodox question for a son to ask his mother ... is something going on.