He would hear his mom tell the men "Lick my pussy" "kiss my ass" "suck my nipples" "let me suck that hard cock" "stick that cock in my cunt and fuck m...e". She loved to fuck and loved all the foreplay.One day Jo told his mom "Since you like having the men over every night you should charge and make a lot of money. With your body and desire you will be paid well." His mom laughed "I don't want to be a whore. I just want to fuck. I love sex." The next day Jo invited his mom to go to dinner with him. "I wanted to apologize for not standing up for you when Armand got you fired. I haven't forgiven myself. I'm sorry," she half whispered as she brought her hands up to cover her face in shame. "I...I...just couldn't say anything. I was just so scared when it all came down." "Don't worry about it," Jason replied. "No! It wasn't right. I should have said something. I was bad. I wish I could take it all back." "OK, how about if I spank you," Jason said laughing, trying to lighten the mood. "I would. As you arrive at the bathroom door though you find it locked, the soft patter of water lets you know Brittany is currently in there. The thought of water trickling down her thin but shapely body makes your towel rise slightly, with a sigh you walk back to your room to wait but as you do you hear the sound of the shower shutting off, and your sister humming as she steps out of it. You wait in the hallway just outside of your room, and as soon as you hear the bathroom door open you turn around. I was kept awake in part by what I had learned from Alwyn that day. I hadcompletely underestimated the woman. Why had she waited so long to tell meher story? It wasn't a matter of security in the Council. I had toconclude that she wanted me to get to know her as a simple woman, to makea friendship without the strangeness of her history clouding therelationship. And to see if I would really become a friend on the basis ofher being a simple old woman. Simple she was not. I replayed the.