"Have a seat, make yourself comfy." She said as she put away her groceries. I walked over to the couch and sat down, feeling the long day I had sink i... and my eyes start to grow heavy. I rubbed them, letting out a yawn, and when I opened them she had walked into the living room and towards me. "Are you comfy?" she gave me a smile. "Yeah, this is a pretty nice little apartment. Nice couch too." I smiled back, looking around at the living room. "Good, I'm glad you like it." She walked right up to. I knew it would be a fine line that I would be required to walk."Miss Lucy, I looked around the place. Number one thing we need to do is get a guy with a chainsaw to cut down those bushes around the place. Don't worry I know a guy, then I'm going to put a dirtbag execution chamber on the front." Jarvis said grinning like a schoolboy."You know I have to ask what is that?" I asked."You got an entry way on the front door. So we rig door one with an electric lock. In ordinary mode it will let you. He said, “I want my mom to look like a model or movie star in good cloths and also in good makeup. I want you to look like a real scene stealer. We will shop for latest things in fashion.”I liked his attention but was little confused, so asked him, “Why this entire fuss son. I am happy with what I am. I do not want to look different. What will people say? I do not want to embarrass people and specially you. Why will you spend so much on me? Save some for your wife.”He came near me and hugged me. Holding each other, we dozed off into a peaceful sleep. I dreamed fitfully that night about strange stuff. I don't remember all of it but some of it was about a fair and I was riding a carrousel reaching for a ring that kept moving further and further from my grasp. Then I was in the back seat of my father's car, the 1984 Buick he had had when I was a teen. I was sitting there as Silvia Moore, my first girlfriend was giving me a blowjob. The real thing had been her first and I can still.