" I handed her the glass.The woman took the glass, sniffed the contents, and then threw it back, gulping the whole thing in one go. That had been half... a glass!As she wiped her mouth and held the glass out again, she said, "Call me...Anya. I am pleased to make yer acquaintance, Tom." That appraising look again.I filled her glass this time, and then we moved back out to the living room. We sat on the couch, though by the way she sat down it might have been a throne. The cushion didn't even make. She's said some are kind of racy."So, I typed into the browser window and soon I had the beginning series of photos I took of my mom."Mmm, your mom is a pretty lady, Mark. You took some great shots. Is this all of them?" Uh, no, there's more. Sure you want to see them?" I asked kind of hoping she wouldn't."Sure, it looks like this website is pretty wide open. After all, it's called 'HottieWatcher.com.' Let's see the rest."I opened the next page of pics and there was mom, her boobs out, showing. ‘Tidy that uniform you look like a slob! , I’ll be reporting you to your agency!Little did she know but that stuck up bitch would pay for every insult! I had planned this well over the last few weeks. The only people to get near this group where their servants so with a little work I got myself hired on as a Limo driver and got assigned to them. It only took a little work to install a switch to a gas canister and disable the doors. One flick and it was nightly night for all my passengers. As. Mrs Jones did however note that the demeanour of Shelly had been a little different today (after the weekend we’d had it is not hard to understand why, although I was reticent to disclose the full reasoning behind any change). What I decided was to provide a summary of the truth with some creative thought so as to protect our family etc. Therefore I stated that Shelly had lost her virginity over the weekend and rather than it be a grubby affair in a park or the back seat of a car, we were happy.