If she had discovered that her son was a dirty piss loving, incest obsessed boy. He darted into his room and closed the door behind him. Pacing around...his room hoping she had not seen him, praying that he would never do this again if he wasn’t caught. That he would change his ways if his mother Jennifer would just please, please not have just witnessed his nastiness.Had Jon not hurried from the bathroom to his own bedroom, he might-might have caught a glimpse of something that would have. From her conversation with Marge it had to be at least three years. Tom with the ten-inch cock had to be Tom Bakley, I'd seen his equipment in the locker room at the heath club, and he had left town three years ago. I tried to remember the night of the so-called Avon party and while I wasn't sure I believed that it took place just a little over three years ago. Three years and I hadn't had a clue. Well, I knew now and I knew the plans that Jillian had for me. It was time for me to make some. “No topic,” she said. “Just some time with a friend.”I leaned back against the wood and closed my eyes. A moment later, I felt a soft hand on top of mine. I turned mine over and held Michelle’s hand for the remainder of our time in the sauna. When we’d showered and dressed, I made tea and we went to the ‘Indian’ room.“What’s bothering you?” I asked.“Is it that obvious?”“Yes.”“A guy.”I nodded, “OK. Go on.”I’d been having quite a few of these conversations with Gina. I’d wondered when the topic. I stifle a laugh and turn toward the car hiding my erection from my daughter long enough for it to go down. Quickly I open the doors and turn them. "Ladies, your chariot awaits."-AnnaHe's so nice and friendly, messing my hair with that oh so adorable look on his face. I smile back at his offer to have a nice family dinner in town. He's so cool. I roll my eyes at his warning that my mom will be back soon and I shouldn't dawdle. Does he know nothing about a woman getting ready for a night out?.