Me and young Ben did most of our playing with each other in my bedroom, my mother told me a few weeks later that she had spied on us, as in, me & Ben,...she said she had seen us doing very naughty things to one another in the supposed privacy of my own bedroom, because the door to my bedroom never ever fully closed and she could stand by the outside of my part closed bedroom door and observe most of my room and bed from outside, and that she had got so very excited watching what we were doing to. ‘It’s me,’ she said as the phone call was answered. ‘Operation Cancer is on. They are at the scene now. Start stage two.’ She received a confirming answer and she put down the receiver. The show had started. Now she only had to pick up the pieces. She looked around for some clothes and finally dug up some overalls that would cover her naked body. A bit large, but at present she didn’t mind. Sneaking her way out a door on the side of the control room, she finally managed to escape the building. . I was really getting turned on.“Where do you want me to sit?”, I asked.She hesitated then dragging her eyes from my now rigid cock said “Oh, well, why don’t you sit on the settee?”I did as requested, with my legs close together and my cock pointing upwards.“Can you lift your left leg up and lay it across the settee, so I get a good view of your cock?”I did as requested.“OK, now lie back a little and move your bum forward a little so I can see your balls.” Again, I complied with her. ”“No, it’s definitely your turn to go for wood,” Noah bellowed, making both women cower..“Noah and his bloody Gopherwood!” Salpaad hissed the words almost loud enough for someone to hear over the hammering.“And get some bloody nails while you’re out there!” Noah’s head appeared from above an enormous wooden overhang. Both women scampered away as he glared down in their direction. Noah didn’t like people interfering in his work and as far as Noah was concerned, just looking at his boat was.