”“Fuck ... listen, can I ask you a favor? Get hold of Shaun, have him come see me?”“Certainly.”“So you think whoever did this...”“Prob...ably Anson...”“Whoever...” Shaun continued, “is using it to lure the Grimes back to Waterloo?”“Yeah ... if they’d wanted me and Kendry dead, it would have been easy to do. They wanted it obvious...”“It’s still being investigated, Master Janak...”“Yeah, yeah ... so what? Easiest way to make that accident happen would be cell-phone-activated devices close to the. The way the material stretched across her buttocks turned me on. When that happened, I again had to run up to my bedroom and beat off furiously, just to get rid of the throbbing, aching hard-on it always gave me.I didn't know what was coming over me, what had made my mind suddenly turn to sexual thoughts about my mother. Just watching mum around the house would give me a rock-hard erection. Just the thought of her, even if she was away from the house shopping or at a doctor's appointment, would. While he was gone Terry and I checked and made sure that Brian would win and were done just as he came back in (I should note that I was the going to win). I told them that it was okay but that she would have to do a lap dance for both of us, and that we were going to strip first too. She sat there and finally said okay. I said time for the show down and flipped my cards over, pair of aces. Beat that, and Terry flipped hers over and smiled and said I did she had three eights. Brian then leaned. Then, I saw her; a young girl, early twenties sitting alone at a small, high table in the corner by the window, one of those tables where you sit on a barstool with your feet on a bar. She was reading a book with her head down. She was exceptionally pretty, very short, red/brown hair which made her look like an elf. Under her short denim jacket she wore a tight vest top and obviously no bra as the shape of her small firm breasts were clearly visible through the clinging jersey material.From.