Could we ask you to change to gym shorts or compression slax?”. It was a Sunday and nobody was prepared for this.After a few moments of contemplatio...n, Sir came close to me and unbuttoned my jeans. He looked back to the girls and asked “Briefs mein koi problem nahi hai na? (No problem if he works out in briefs right?)”, the girls plainly nodded. I resisted the idea of being stripped down so much to which he chuckled and said “Acha, waise toh college ki ladikyon ke saamne koi sharam nahi hai (Oh,. She picked up his body andcarried it over to the table, which she sat on. His skin was tough,but she was worried that she'd tear it as she stretched out the openneck-hole. Fortunately, it didn't tear at all. She flopped him arounda bit until his feet were almost touching the floor, took a deepbreath, then plunged feet-first into the neck-hole.Steffie slid into the skin like a glove. The juiciness insidelubricated her entry as her legs went into his like a pair of pants.The lining changed as. It was just the sort of thing Dad would have done. She sobbed some more, then said yes. I had made her a stiff double shot of rum and Coke, her favorite, then made one for me, too. She had taken it in one gulp, then asked for and downed another.We had talked some, then had a couple more drinks. I had held her and she had held me. We had fallen asleep that way.I woke in the middle of the night with my arms still around my mom, only she had rolled over and I found my hands cupping her large. Either way, I was irritated enough to think I had control for once, and I was going to use it before it went away.I’m not saying my breath didn’t catch in my throat when she looked at me that way—it did—but I had a problem that went all the way back to my childhood: I was stubborn, and I didn’t know when to shut up.“Well? You gonna answer? Or…something?” I knew I was pushing it. I saw a flash of anger light up the back of her eyes, but that quickly turned into something else. She started.