She would have to accidentally walk into the bathroom when he’s showering to get a look at him naked. She would make up some excuse and check his bo...y out.She wondered if he was bigger than her husband. Her husband’s dick was on the small side. She was getting excited thinking about her son’s cock. She was imagining that his cock was ten inches long. She knew it was wrong thinking about her son in that way but looking at his clothes and underwear made her think he was quite blessed in that. The show lasted two more outfits.One was a gold bikini top and short shorts, worn with gold trainers, the other a cognac colored silk cocktail dress, short skirt and heeled pumps to go with the entourage of a bride in abundant white satin and lace.When they received the final applause, standing as a group around Ms. Wilkins, facing the crowd, Lucian saw Drew again.She didn’t sit at the table, but was standing at the edge of the lawn, rather close to one of the lanterns. She was with another. In also went the black flats with the two-inch soft soles.The white bra and panties finished the ensemble. I then added my liquidsoap, shampoo, toothbrush, hairbrush and makeup that would be good onme with these clothes into the pockets and sides of the suitcase. Ithen checked to make sure I remembered everything, and I was glad Idid. I had no nightgown, so I put a sexy one in that I hoped would notbe on me too long that night. I also put in my small jar of cold creamto take off the makeup I. I went to open the door and find Rosalyn, Denise’s mother. She didn’t even leave me the time to greet her. “I know what happened today!” “Whoa, whoa, whoa… Slow down there…” I said. She pointed one finger on my chest. “No! You slow down! And listen to me!” “Alright” I sighed. “Come in and let’s have a talk.” We went to the living room. I had the worst feelings possible. “Denise’s told me everything” Rosalyn said. “I know what happened in the car.” “Listen, Rosalyn. I didn’t do.