So, how much time do you have before you need to be back?" Ryan pretended to be shocked. "God, Brody. Haven't you had enough?" He shot her a glance an... shook his head. "Not yet, but that's not what I'm talking about. Come on, I'm serious. How much time?" Ryan looked at her watch. "Well, it's going on three. I need to be back by eight. What are you planning?" "We're going shopping." "Shopping? You hate shopping. I hate shopping. What kind of shopping?" "You'll see." An hour later, Ryan was in. We only had one hotel room which was okay with me as it allowed me to see alot of mom and s*s naked. The second morning s*s and dad went somewhere and would not be back for sometime. Mom and I were going to take it easy and go hang at the pool. Mom was changing into her suit and sat down on the bed totally naked. Mom was pretty, long blonde hair, perky tits and nice ass. She had a nice dark bush. As she sat on the bed I stared at her body and started to get a boner. Mom looked up and busted. What positions did I like, he asked. Did I like bondage? Spanking? Heliked reverse cowgirl. I favored positions in which it was plain that Iwas not in control. I confessed that I love being double teamed, Hesuggested that it be with him and a girl like me rather than two men ora cis male/female couple. I thought that sounded delicious...A half a drink later and a little flushed, I excused myself to go to theladies room - it was in the basement of the restaurant. And as I wasfreshening my. ”Nope. No way could I concoct a decent reason that Judith shouldn’t share her most recent bedroom highlights with Dear Old Mom.So what do I do? Wait for the ax to fall? When would that be? Later today? Next week? Next month?What would Humphrey Bogart do? First of all, Humphrey Bogart would have probably just limited himself to Lauren Bacall, and would have left the poor girl’s mother alone! Maybe send her a Mother’s Day card, but that’s it. And he was probably a lot closer to Lauren Bacall’s.