And it turned out not to be three guys, but four! Four girls, with four boyfriends, laughing it up and having a good old time. There were supposedly i...dividual shower stalls in this gang bathroom, but the privacy curtains had disappeared long ago, and even the curtain rods were gone. I kept my back to the crowd, but that didn’t make much difference: I was the tallest girl on the floor, and everyone who knew me could recognize me from behind. I heard a couple of the guys yell, ‘Hey, Marcy’ to. This quiet atmosphere continued into the morning. Before Scott left her house to go to the airport they had a good-bye conversation. Scott thanked her for being the fine lady she was and for spending her time with him. Smiling at her and making sure she could see his eyes going up and down her he said she had showed him some very beautiful things which caused her to giggle.Scott wished her continued success in her political career. He told her he knew she would be a good President which was. Why should my mother do this? I kept asking myself many times. I had a few plans for the weekend all of which went for a toss. I lay on my bed a confused man, still unable to believe what I have seen or rather what I shouldn’t have seen at all. I was grown up enough to think about the sexual implications of whatever my mother did and for a moment even wondered if my Dad’s passion for excellence in his career could be one of the reasons for her straying ways. Whatever it is, she was supposed to. "I did as MASTER told me too. And then got in bed at the foot of MASTERS bed."In the morning I got up earlier than MASTER. I went to the bathroom out front and then washed myself at the kitchen sink. When finished I fix MASTER a big breakfast and then waited for him to show himself."What this slut? You fixed my my favorite breakfast." Yes MASTER!" Last night slut after you went to bed I check and Nancy and she had decided she wanted to stay on the rack all night. I tried to talk her out of it.