My mother took her sweet time too, I could see that her head was turned to stare at the glass panel. Was she trying to get a gander at my youthful ph...sique? In those college years I was a bit athletic, intramural soccer during the fall and played shortstop on the Jr. varsity team in the Spring.What was up? By this period I had a nice collection of dirty books stashed under the mattress. A few were incest, mother/son; had mom seen them? Read them? NO! It couldn't be - my straight-laced,. .......................................................Chris explained that the tour was two separate routes an east and westtour we would skip on to the other route now and see some other partsof the city. Upstairs the seating arrangement was the same Mhari infront me and Chris behind her.We set off past Barcelona's own version of the Arc De Triomf the tourguide announcing each site as we passed it the city zoo, a botanicalgarden, the Olympic Stadium, the main Railway station the tour. Shetrained me in cosmetics, in color coordination, in mannerisms andin voice inflection. She drilled me relentlessly on how to walk,how to sit, how to flirt. I was trained to play the vamp and thelady. She liked the vamp. My cautious soul also lusted afterthe vamp, but I pretended to prefer the lady.The blow up came when she decided to debut Markie publicly. I balked. I was dressed to the nines in a new, very pretty party dress andMistress herself had applied my cosmetics. I looked far. But I do anyway. I move down the hall and open the door a tiny crack. Thankfully it didn’t creak otherwise I would’ve had to book it out of here. I peered through the gap.Daniel was positioned behind Kathy. His hands gripped her waist hard, leaving white imprints on her from the pressure. His hips were moving quickly, slamming his cock into her and his waist against her perfect ass. She was face down on the couch, gripping the arm rest tightly moaning into the couch.