I didn't really trust anybody.My #2 and I got off the commercial flight and were met by a very attractive woman. She was about 5'4" tall. She was wear...ng a dress that showed off all her assets tastefully. The dress wasn't too tight, too short, or overly colorful. Looking at her I could almost forget why I was here in Vegas."Mr. Migdol? I'm here to be your guide. May I help you get settled in your rooms and escort you to dinner? There we will discuss what plans my father has for the meeting.". "But so was Jonathon, so it was great, really great. I--" She paused, seeing that her friend looked unhappy or annoyed."What's wrong, honey?" she asked."Umm? Oh, nothing. I was just remembering last night. That damned husband of mine is useless when he's had a few drinks. I was so damned hot I was incandescent--and he rolled over and went to sleep. I tried everything I could to get him interested, too. I wore my sexiest nighty, but he didn't even notice. Then I started playing with his prick,. She was still in her red stockings and pumps. she had bright red lipstick and heavy mascara on. She still looked liked a whore. She went to the kitchen and I saw her ass was still leaking. "What do you have in your ass slut?" I asked. "Its your cum lover boy!" She replied. "Think you can give mommy another dosage?" I don't fuck whores," I said."Oh no? Look here!" she said turning around. She pushed her hips out and shot out a load of my cum. It flew across the room and fell on the floor near my. I considered my options. Instead of running away with my mother, I could remain in the apartments. I might try to run the household with Father. I wondered if he would really allow me to manage the finances or if his salary without Fabienne’s pension would be enough for us to survive.I have to admit that Fabienne’s offer to allow me to discipline her was intoxicating. I had only ever beaten my mother. That would not last long as both of them were due to appear before the Magistrate soon.I asked.