Dad was with granddad in the hospital and I went back to the house alone.As I watched what was happening, I hid near the kitchen door to watch as my y...oung mind was stuoified by the scene.Father Tyrone's black ass was glistening as he humped into mom's cunt. He held her in his strong arms against the kitchen wall and raised her legs to his waist.Mom looked like a slut with her big breasts jumping around and her saree and panties on the kitchen floor.Each time the thick cock penetrated her, I. ” he groaned. “I shouldn’t have said anything. Forget it. I’m more than satisfied, please don’t think I’m suggesting…”I cut across him. “Hey, stop, I’m not offended. I thought about it too, it could be kind of hot… and if it was awful, we could always leave. Hell, how often do you get to come home from a night out with a sex party story?!”We looked at the email again, and now I wasn’t at my work computer, I could freely click to the website for more information. There were tickets for couples. " Thesaleslady nodded assuredly."Yes. They are. I like these," Henry said examining them. She vanishedinto the dressing room again."Is that your mother?" the lady asked Bobby as they waited."Um. Yeah," Bobby said hesitatingly. The question had caught him offguard. He wasn't sure how to respond."You do not sound very sure." The woman laughed casting a confused glanceat the boy. "But, there certainly is a family resemblance. You lookenough like her. That is for sure."Bobby had been told his whole. ’”Gloria interpreted, “Bottom line, Winter, intracranial meningioma is almost unheard of in primates.”Tummy-flip. Did that mean the 22-year old was a human?Amos Alonzo Washington smiled, shook hands with Gloria, Sistine, Carmen, and me. As he left, he didn’t trot out any clichés. ‘Need-to-know only’. ‘Keep digging’. ‘Be careful’.I thought about Zo that night back in the hotel. Over room-service poached salmon. Asparagus. He had treated us as adults; had assumed we’d know enough to do the right.