I was pretty pooped even though it wasn't really very late. For onething the psychic stress of the events, and then all the work in thekitchen. I undr...ssed down to my panties, and then I put on thenightgown. Unexpectedly fast I fell asleep.##I woke up because Mom raised the curtain. I'd slept a very long time,and surprisingly without nightmares."Good morning." To judge from her voice, she had become more calm."Good morning, Mom."She walked to my closet and took out several things. "Shower and. “I’m in the kitchen. Are all of you here, Josey too?”“Yes, Ma’am,” Mirra said as we entered the kitchen.“Have a seat at the table and I’ll have some breakfast ready in a jiffy. My, My, all of you look so happy and so well fucked this morning,” Miss Willie told us when she turned to look over her shoulder at us.She was at the stove and Mirra motioned for me to step up behind her. She held her hands out like she was holding her Mother’s hips from behind, humping her belly like she was. Attracted to you.”I swallowed hard.“Well...” I found my voice. It was a little shaky. “I’d say... that I’m very flattered.”She waited and I didn’t say anything else. “But?”“No buts,” I whispered. “You’re incredible... how could I not be flattered?” I touched her hair and she turned her face to rest her cheek on my hand. It was warm and flushed. She kneeled up fully and I uncrossed my legs. She was leaning against the couch between my open thighs, her face inches from mine, her eyes searching.. She had been a student at the University but he was not one of her instructors. They met at a party for an elderly Professor's retirement and she was the evening's entertainment all laid out face down on the padded cushions in the center of the room. The elderly Professor was happily poking her backside with a tired-looking tool and a big wide grin on his wrinkled face. The all-male party of guests informed him that she was a notorious teacher groupie who would bend over for anyone with.