Cassie gasped, and looked at the incriminating evidence of the boxers sitting in her hand. Fortunately, Becca wasn’t here to get retribution. Smilin... at her sister’s sheepish grin, Becca walked over to the bed and sat down. “Well, now I know what happened to Mike’s boxers, don’t I?” she grinned teasingly. Cassie laughed, relieved that her sister wasn’t angry at her, but then realized just how much clothing she had on. She jumped up quickly, her face maroon with embarrassment, and. ‘Steve had me get naked by removing my bathrobe. Then, he had his friends fuck me and had me blow them and give them hand jobs. Thankfully, they didn’t cum in my mouth or inside me.’ ‘I don’t know which is worse,’ said Linda. ‘What they did to all of you individually or what they did to us,’ she said looking at me. ‘My boyfriend, Kevin, had all the guys strip us naked and then gave us a hypnotic suggestion to have a lesbian orgy while they took photos.’ I couldn’t believe all this really. I pulled the chair for her to sit. She thanked me for that.I grabbed a chair and pulled a bit towards her. So that I would cover her from the rest of the people who were already gazing at her. I observed she had applied a pleasant perfume. A strip of her hair was dyed light burgundy color to the left side which suited her. She had good taste in fashion.She said that she had started long back. But because of the traffic, she reached a bit late. I said it was completely “Ok.” I complimented her. Where the hell had that come from? Let her own Son have sex with her? But Mom didn't. She just kind of sat there staring at the Doctor for a long time before she calmly stood up and turned to me as I sat there wondering if this was real life or the ultimate Rick Roll."Come, Henry," she said quietly, "I think we should be heading home now."And that was it. Like I said. Weird. Like she was in some sort of emotional daze that only cleared when we were back in the car and nearly home. I thought.