"Signe..." Matthew said in a warning voice I knew all too well.The woman shrugged and carried over a trio of mugs, each with a teabagsettled inside."L...et's be completely honest, Cornelius. I believe the poor girl deservesit." She smiled condescendingly at me, then grabbed the softly whistlingkettle to pour boiling water into each cup. "Sorry, I mean the poor mandeserves it."I looked over at Cornelius. "What's she talking about?"He sighed. "Signe and I ... we used to Hop regularly. Once or twice. I guess we weren't exactly quite. I'm so sor---"Chad cut her off, "Don't apologize to me. You told me you were going to help the guys out. I'm sure Chan will be telling the story of that event for the rest of his life. I know I'll be dreaming about it tonight." Then it dawned on her. The door between their offices was ajar all morning. Chad not only heard everything, but could have easily look in on them without them noticing. "Were you watching us?" She said with a smile."Hell yeah I was. Pete did not have a favourite. He said that he just loved the fact that we were all ready, more than ready, keen, to try anything that anyone suggested.Mostly we just ate meals brought to us by room service, but occasionally we put on a minimum of clothing and went out to some really nice and expensive restaurant. Even then there was a certain amount of feeling each other under the table; we were like teenagers who had just discovered how exciting sexual contacts can be.For the two weeks. I had my alarm set for five am and was awake when it started to buzz, and was out of bed in a flash. With my bed made, shorts and shoes on, I went to piss. I grabbed an old sweat shirt from the hall closet on my way to the kitchen for my cereal.I checked mom’s room and saw her sleeping with one leg on top of her covers, and her naked ass exposed.Damn, I sure have a good looking mom! I went out the door knowing that if I didn’t leave right then, I wouldn’t jog this morning. I always start off.