Once in, she turned to face me waiving something in her hand.I greeted her, “Well hello, Mary, it’s nice to see you.” “Fuck you!” She spat b...ck.“I see you are still angry!” I chuckled. “Have you been that way for the last three weeks?” “It comes and goes,” she responded. I asked, “What is in your hand?”She responded instantly the same. “What’s in your hand?”All I had in my hand was my towel, hoping to keep it from falling.She said,”Mine is my divorce decree!”I replied, “Mine is just my. "Maybe a drink will help you get over your shock.I've got vodka and scotch." Can you make me a screwdriver?'"Sure can.Turn on the stereo and have a seat and I'll be right with you."I mixed him a strong drink and made myself a scotch on the rocks.I took a Quaalude out of my purse and washed it down with a sip of my drink,touched up my face and joined him in the living room where he was sitting on the couch.I placed our drinks on the coffee table and demurely sat sideways on the couch, facing. ” I said to myself.It was now 10pm and dark outside and I went to my moms room to see if she was ready. I knocked on the door and went inside to find my mom on the bed with my blow up doll naked and eating it’s pussy like if she was eating out a real girl.“Hi, mom are you ready to go?” I asked her.She turned her head to look at me then sat on the edge of her bed.“Actually sweetie there has been a change in plans.”I looked at her with a little disappointment. “What do you mean? I thought we were. Diane had been dreading this moment. As the others moved away, she let her enslaved persona take over. Her smile widened and became more natural, and her voice became husky as she said, "Yes, Master, what may I do for you?"Jason smiled, and Diane shivered as her pussy rose in gentle pleasure. "Hope you enjoyed my little present to you on the bus." Mmm, yes, Master," Diane moaned as her hips squirmed. "You're so very good to me."Her pleasure remained at a low plateau, just enough to want more.