I hurried through the kitchen and nearly flew down the stairs into the basement.The large rec room was set up differently than it had been last time I...had visited. Before there was only one light and a kitchen chair where I sat to receive the boys' bukkake. This time there was a couch against the wall and two mattresses on the floor. As I entered the room I was delighted to see six 18-year-old boys engaged in exactly the kind of activities I was hoping for. I recognized them each of them, even. Mommy, I'm asking . . . I want to wear panties . . . I want to dress like you." And . . ." she knew she had to say it, to dare, to find out, now, let the hurt come now . . . "and lover?"There were no words . . . not that she could believe . . . no words. He leaned down and put his head in her lap. He kissed her through the folds of her dress. He waited for her to push him away, to say he had gone too far. But she sighed. "Oh, god, yes . . . kiss mommy."His heart raced. He kissed her thigh,. When the door opened and it wasn’t Hanna, but Sophie that answered I was so unprepared that I stood there stupidly for a few seconds without saying anything.Sophie was wearing a fluffy pink sweater and a pair of jeans, and she looked pretty damn good to me. Again, I was struck by how young and innocent she appeared - so different to Hanna. She looked up at me with a uncertain smile on her face; and I realised I was standing there awkwardly in silence while looking at her.“Uh, hi.” I said,. . “And the other in my ass, at the same time,” she finished.“My goodness,” Claire said. “I’m getting wet just thinking about that.”“Me too,” Anne said.Of course, Flynn said, “That sounds fascinating, from my point of view, Rich!”“We’re stopping in Albuquerque,” I announced.No response ... it got quiet, as Diana cuddled up next to me. Mile marker after mile marker of I-80 went by and I was making very good time. Just about the only thing on the roads with us were 18-wheelers of all types.I got.