Apparently, the photo shoot for Mark was really turning her on. Unfortunately, she wasn’t the only one turned on. Jim called down to Mark’s desk.... “Accounting Mark” he said answering his phone. “Mark it’s Jim. Trish has been sending you some really racy pics on the company e-mail" Jim told him trying to say it as quietly as possible yet still be heard. “I’ve got the pics from the e-mails on my phone. I’ll send them to you soon. You should call her when she gets back to her desk and remind. Moe had finally let her true color hair come out. No more Goth black. Her hair ended up being almost a white blonde. Very pale. Startlingly so. Joe hadn’t decided which he preferred. He’d liked the contrast of black with her pale skin. But blonde gave her more of a classic beauty. Like Grace Kelly. But tougher, with more character.“I’m okay, Mal,” her mom said. Moe wanted to call her Malicious. Something about being pregnant and giving birth. They settled on Melissa instead, but Mal still ended. He was watching... I was watching him. "Stop it, Mom. Watch the tape," he said. Robert's eyes opened wide, his mouth wider still... What he saw on the tape was me, his own mother. I was standing in the living room of my friend Karen. The music was playing in the background and I started to dance. Robert turned toward me and said, "What's this?" I smiled at him and purred."Karen wanted me to get used to the idea of stripping so we made a few movies, you know, so I would get used to it." He sat. I drove around for a hour thinking of that big cock inside my husbands little ass, I had never thought of John as a mucho man, but this was something I had to see to believe. I had never noticed that John had shaved his ass and legs, my husband was another mans bitch. I drove around a while longer before seeing a adult book store, and in that instance I knew what I was going to do. I stopped in the parking lot and began to laugh to myself thinking, Johns a pillow biter, a fucking sissy husband.