She was quickly snatching away my good morning.“Is there something wrong with the way I look?” She questioned me.What was I gunna say to that? Eve... if there was something wrong with the way she looked {And there wasn’t}I’d have to be brain dead {Or maybe Larry The Cable Guy}to even mention it.“No, no Mom, not at all. I just mean you look really pretty, beautiful as a matter-of-fact, you know ... Hot? You’d really turn heads walking down the street.”“Walking down the street?”“Yeah.”“Like a. Beatrice, for her part, was forestalled from her imminent climax by her mother's exquisitely ill-timed interruption.Corky fought down the urge to scramble for cover, and remained in place atop (and within) his paramour. Though the doorway was behind him, his mental image of his landlady's formidable anger did not lack for vividness."Wherein lies the ambiguity, Mother?" Beatrice asked with a reasonable approximation of equanimity. Corky fancied he could feel the electrickal prickle of the. ”, Lynn said in a quiet and dejected voice.“I knew it”, Will said in-between his teeth, “He did lie to me about Brook...”“Will?” Lynn asked, now seeing anger return to Will’s face.“He had all this set up”, Will said, sitting up in the bed, as he turned on the lamp on his bedside table, “He invited you so that you’d invite all of us, then he could get me and Brook drunk, and became our friend so that he could earn our trust-”“Then”, Lynn spoke up, “Because you guys were drunk, he could. That was the easy bit” I joked as I started to undo my shoes and take off my socks.“don’t be coy young man, from what I’ve heard you don’t have too much to worry about” she smiled. I looked at her as I dropped my jeans to the floor just leaving me in my boxer shorts “what do you mean by that?” I asked“well” she replied “ a little bird tells me youre a little bigger than average ..you know..down there” she winked “and most of the guys here have probably shrivelled up” she laughed “so you may be.