I think it was just the fact that I had gotten hooked on her pretty ass and I was addicted to her constant fussing over me like I was her favorite chi...d. My own mother was always a bit distant and much more interested in her book club, her society friends and those lunches with other older women that all gossiped about everything unimportant in the world ad infinitum.The interview went really well in my estimation.The bad news was they never told you anything right away but by law they went. You know a male thing... dirty talking... not really for young girls princess" I don't mind I can listen to them as well" I don't know... they are pretty dirty, about whores and girlfriends that sort of thing" No... no I don't mind... I'd like to hear your stories... please Roy please... let me come" I persisted."Well ok... but don't say I didn't warn you"I dashed back to our cabin, stripped, showered, ridding myself of every last bit of paint, checked out my body in the mirror, wishing my. I was told to meet at a local motel room.So I showed up I knocked on the door,it opened up I walked in it was shut and locked behind me I was sourounded by 6 guys taken down to the floor my clothes taken off I was then stood up handcuffs were put on my wrists behind my back walked over to little round table bent over it face down my legs spread wide and tied to the legs tight with rope my ass cheeks were pulled apart spanked my balls slapped pulled cock yanked too the next thing I remember was. "We all looked at my mother in awe. Then I remembered my dad saying that when he started dating her, he discovered she was not as shallow, flighty, or scatterbrained as he had thought. She was now proving that he was right and had depths and a generosity that was amazing. I wondered how much she had given to others in money and in energy to make an impact on her community for the better.Rory intervened at this point and said."Mum, I am overwhelmed by your offer, but I hope you do realise that.