“You’re making such a big deal out of a little fat jiggling? You should be pleased that I’m finally taking care of it! You’re going to be the ...ard ass compared to me when I get in shape and people stop believing I’m your MOTHER and start thinking I’m your older sister,” Karen predicted with a cutting sneer towards her daughter. “Anyway, I don’t have to wear a bra because it gets too sweaty and I want to build up the muscles that keep the girls from drooping more than they already do. It’s. A family resort...yeah, that is going to be fun. You can't help but picture bingo with old ladies and a pool filled with toddlers that can't hold their bladder. On the long ride to the resort your mom passed you the brochure for the resort. It doesn't have any pictures but it does promise a large pool, tennis courts, sauna, hot tubs, massages, and tons of other relaxing activities. But what surprise you most is some bold lettering on the bottom. "All guest must be at least 18 years of age.". I turned to our daughter, then climbed on the bed next to her, excited over how slutty I looked. I had really gotten into the role of a slut that afternoon, when Hank called me into the conference room and told me to get up on the table so the executives could fuck me while I took turns sucking their cocks I had done it, trembling as I stripped first. I had taken off everything but my stockings and “fuck me” shoes, and then, naked, had done as Hank requested. I had truly become his slut, his. A thin red mist was hovering through the air. The openings were all small rooms, with addicts sitting in them. The coughing from them as they drank their skooma made it sound like they were all full of lung sickness.At the far end of the hallway was a gate that led further down. I stopped in front of it and examined it. “Hey, get away from there!” There was an attendant walking through the rooms, checking on the addicts.“Where does this lead?”“None of your business. Now use a booth for your.