He'd been called "ma'am" because her tutoring was beginning tohave an unconscious effect on Tim's everyday demeanor.He felt the hot air drying his hai... now as the beautician and Ms.Lawrence continued their easy ladylike chat. He felt the curlerspulling even tighter to his scalp as his hair dried then looked to watchas the manicurist began applying the bright gloss red polish to hisnewly lengthened salon nails!He felt as if he was falling. It wasn't fun anymore. He felt hismasculinity. He was on his four’s and she went behind him and put a lock on him. He couldn’t move up or down. She tagged him and spread his legs. She then took some oil in her hands and started to give him a handjob like she was milking a cow.That was a scene to watch, he was sucking his mother’s pussy and he getting a handjob from the maid. His mother squealed and squirted again and asked him to stop. He told Rajini to stop and then removed himself from the pin and positioned her to the edge of the bed.. " But... but..." Maybe you don't hear too well, bitch. My office tomorrow at ten."The line went dead. The attractive brunette's heart was pounding. Who was this Betty Seaver and why was she threatening them? She tried calling Matt, but the number at the motel in Atlanta where he was staying, went unanswered. She loved him with all her heart and knew she would do anything to protect him/them. With tears in her eyes, Brittany dialed the airport to make reservations."A Miss Brittany Balfour to see. We entered the kitchen and we saw Mom setting the plates on the table. "Morning, Bridget. Would you like to eat breakfast?" my Mom asked. "No thanks. I'll eat over at Diana's.Bridget left the house and it was now just the two of us. While we're eating breakfast, I just can't stop staring at Mom. She's wearing a T-Shirt, bra, jeans, socks, and underwear. We finish eating breakfast when my Mom puts my plate in the sink. I get up and follow her. I grap her by the sides and pulled her towards me. I.