It was strange though, as she seemed to be looking inside me, or at least into my brain.I went back out to the patio and saw Mercy sitting at the bar,...eating wings and drinking beer, with tears running down her cheek. She would eat a whole wing, say, "So good," take a drink of beer, and reach for another wing. She saw me watching and put a wing on a napkin and handed it to me. Between mouthfuls, she said, "Watch your fingers. Your fingertips will tingle for a while."The wing was good, but it. . and I love fucking Mama, too! Or Mom, or mami, or Mommy, or whatever she wants to be called lately. I especially love rimming her!” Nydia broke the ice and lightened the mood a bit by running her tongue along her lips to recall the times that she had licked her mother’s culo.“That you do ... no complaints there. You’re quite the booty-licker, no doubt of that. Now, as to business, how many Undead Guard could you lead for a surprise assault to break the enemy’s spirit? If we could cut off. ’ We both sat at the table. I handed him a KY Jelly tube. ‘What is it?’ he asked with anxiety. ‘You are a porn movies director, you tell me.’ ‘Well baby, it is… oh, come on, you know what it is!’ I blushed and sparkled my eyes at him with a nervous giggle. ‘Are you sure you want it?’ It felt like he asked for my last wish before execution. I nodded. He picked me up, threw my towel away and bent me over his arm to carry me to bed. Wow, that was quick! Wasn’t it too quick though for a special. ‘Thank you John…’ Carol wandered off to her room and found it small, a single bed in the corner, a dresser, and she had her own TV. She didn’t watch it much but it was nice that she had her own little sanctuary to hide in. She set about taking her clothes out of her suit case and arranging them neatly in the drawers. When she finished and walked back into the living room she saw the younger people, the ‘students’ as she thought of them, arranged around the kitchen table. Beers and sodas in.