I also hugged her and nodded my head in agreement as to what Kitten had just told her.When we got home, both women undressed and took their clothes to...their rooms. We helped Debbie unpack and set up in the master bedroom with me. We then went into the living room to watch some television.“Ok, ladies, what do you want to do first? Get your collar ordered or start to prepare dinner since it is almost six pm?”They looked at each other and had a moment of communicating without talking. Debbie. Our shower curtain was clear plastic, so as I was coming up to the door for some reason I was curious as to what my mom looked like in the shower. I stopped by the door. For some reason my heart was pounding. I slowly peeked around the corner of the door. I got a huge shock. The shower was running but my mom was not in it. She was siting on the edge of the tub, with one foot on the tiolet and the other on the floor and using my hair brush in her pussy. I was floored. Was this really my mom did. The reality of what I'm going to do today woke me up just as surely as a bucket of ice water thrown over me.I got up and took a quick shower. That helped even more. The excitement continued to build as I chose the underwear I'd wear today from the selection of sexy bras and panties I bought yesterday. I selected the red set with the lacy panty in the boy-short style. I put them on and looked at myself in the mirror. The young woman whose image I saw reflected back at me in my mirror doesn't. " She asked, "How could all that have been of any help to you?" Well in those evenings, I was court ordered to be whatever the plaintiff demanded me to be. I had no choice. If a guy wanted me to dress up in a ponygirl outfit with a vibrator in my pussy and drive him around Chrystal Heights' Town Square, I did it without a second thought and with a smile on my face."The daytime was a different matter though. During the day, only my vocabulary was regulated. I could do whatever I liked so long as.