He talked with two men who were doing something important under the hood of some kind of souped-up Dodge. Dark green with a lot of decals and the numb...er 14 painted on the two doors.I wandered through the crowd standing along the oval track. Two miles. Most of the people seemed to know one of the drivers; there was a lot of friendly bantering.I was bored about five minutes into the noisy race. But, as a professional, I stuck it out. Woolsey came in sixth. Respectable, to me anyway.I opened one. I told Lila I wanted to taste her for awhile and to lay down next to Dean. She did as I asked and I helped her remove her panties. She gasped as I buried my face into her beautiful pussy. I licked and sucked at her lips, purposely not touching her clit. I licked her slit tasting her sweet juices. Dean was so turned on he couldn’t watch without stroking his rock hard cock. I continued to tease Lila’s delicious pussy. Finally I gave he clit a few soft strokes, before sucking it into me moan. She. “Oh, Sir, they are lovely! Look how they make Kitty’s front legs all sleek and furry!” He chuckled again at her bouncing. “Settle down, lil Kitty, still things to go yet!” He passed her another parcel, the paper from this soon joining the growing pile next to her cushion. Inside was a flat box and when she opened it she found a slim crystal and leather collar with a small crystal bell. With a squeak she scrambled across to him, turning her back and lifting her hair. He reached down and slipped. But not too far, not like tonight. Now be a sweetie and put the kettle on before your Dad gets up." She closed her robe and cinched the belt around her.I'd won. I'd kept her from freaking out and cutting me off completely.However, Mom wouldn't put her feet on the table after that if I was sitting on the floor in front of her and nothing else happened for two weeks. But she still tousled my hair whenever she walked by me, and she hugged me a lot, as if she needed to re-establish our mother/son.