The study of plant life, to be precise, and I realized this time Mom's quizzes might be just a tad harder. It was almost an hour before I had finished...my homework, and like before, Mom's uncanny ability to know when I'm done promptly rapped on my door and said, "You finished yet?" Yeah, I just completed it," I replied and watched as Mom's body came into view.Oh wow. I heeded as I quickly glanced over my Mom's figure. It wasn't a robe this time but a pair of red silky pajamas with a. The first thing we did was stop long enough to apply a tourniquet to his arm and to his leg. That only took a couple of minutes, and we found out that his pistol and shotgun been stolen, along with his personal radio. He had been shot in the chest by the pistol, but his protective vest had saved his life.Two men had attacked him when he had stopped to break up a fight. The fight had been a sham to get him to stop. He pointed out which way the attackers had run, so we dropped off a calling card. ” May replied. “But honey,” mum said, “what is this button for?” she pointed at the red button right in the middle of the five. “I bet you want to know that” May said and sounded maybe more challenging than she had planned to. “Yes the hell, I do.” Mum still was pitched high. Then, finally one of the women, I don’t know if it was mum, becoming a victim of her impatience or Miss May, finally willing to show the last feature of the machine, my cock was freed. Obviously the was a final hatch right. She raised her eyebrows questioningly and I understood in a heartbeat. I said, "You're not serious." "I don't know. It could be fun," she answered excitedly. "Don't you think?" "Well yeah," I said hesitantly. "Maybe." "Oh, I think it's more than a maybe. Admit it," she prodded with a grin. "You love showing me off and John is a safe and eager audience." "You got me. I'm intrigued by the possibilities. What about you?" With a wicked grin, she pulled her hand from between her legs and pressed her.