He's not home. He's out of town and won't be home until tomorrow night." Don't you have to be there when he calls?" The cheap bastard never calls home...when he's on a trip. He won't waste money on a long distance call." She reached down and put her hand on my cock, "But since we are awake do you suppose we could find something to do?"I call in sick to work and then I called Tyrone and told him to stop by in the morning. "And Ty? Bev says please don't come alone."It was the first time in six. He put on a pair of jockey shorts, and then backtracked quietly to the kitchen and wolfed down supper before returning to his room. The food was good, but his penis stayed stiff. All he could think about was what was going on in his parents’ bedroom.He felt guilty for masturbating, but it was the only way his penis would go down. He felt even more guilty because the anonymous woman in his imagination had no face, but her body was his mother’s.In the girls’ room, Hilda Mae and Bernadette sat on. “What did my mom say when she saw it.”, Lexie asked. “She basically said I was retarded because she saw the price tag.”, I replied.“Tell me the price.”, she demanded. “Why what difference does it make?”, I asked. “Tell me dammit.”, she giggled. “Eleven thousand.”, I finally said. “You paid eleven thousand dollars?”, she asked. “Yes, I did. So, did you give the wedding date any thought?”, I inquired. “How about July or August?”, she answered. “That’s fine with me. By the way, I want to help out. “I put some in the kitchen drawer by the sink, help me find them,” Marie said.I felt my way to the couch and sat down with whoever fell on top of me, who to this point was still feeling me up. She stopped when another flash of lightning lit up the room again and decided to call it quits before she got caught, and just as I thought, it was mom. The necklace she had on didn't quite look the way I expected it to after I felt it, but I dismissed it and relaxed on the couch. The flash must have.