Sylvia called me at work and asked me to meet her for lunch. As soon as the waiter was gone she said, "What's the matter sugar? Tired of your little b...ack baby already?"I smiled and told her not in the least, but that I had to back off before she and Leslie put me in the hospital. She gave me a quizzical look and I had to explain that she and Leslie were fucking me to death."You mean to tell me that after Tony does her three or four times she comes home and does you two or three times?" I. So, being the inquisitive little girl she was, she sheepishly asked to see it, as she had always thought the difference between a girl and a bog was that girls had long hair. Kyle had just peaked his sis's curiosity and there was no way he was getting out of this. So, reluctantly, Kyle pulled his raging boner out of his boxers for his little sis to examine. He hoped she'd just say "okay" and they would continue studying, but that didn't happen. Instead, Samantha grabbed it with her hand,. My baton, which I had put on while putting my laundry away, clunked against the side of my chair. Despite the noise Mom didn't look at me and we ate in silence. She sat in Dad's spot and read her Kindle, which was placed near the wall so she was facing slightly away from me, while I munched on my sandwiches and looked her over in barely concealed anticipation. Mom was tapping the air with her now bare foot under the table. The shoes, both of them, were neatly arranged by the table leg beside. Mom looked at me skeptically. “You, unattended with sixty girls with crushes on you?” she asked with a roll of her eyes. “What could POSSIBLY go wrong with no supervision?”“You’re assuming I’ll be in any condition to walk, let alone do anything more adventurous. I’m assured that I’ll be lucky to live through the night and if I do, they outnumber me greatly and I only have one arm to fight them off with. They don’t need any help finishing me off.”“Probably not,” she admitted. “Still, you don’t.