I heard the combination dial spinning, followed by little clicks that told me she was getting her shoulder harness on. Then she asked, ‘Can you lean...forward a little so I can get your straps clipped to your belt?’ It took some twisting and squirming, but in about a minute she had me all hooked up. Then I heard her drop the magazine out of a pistol, rack the slide, squeeze off a dry fire, click the safety on, and slam a magazine into place. She handed the gun to me, and while I was slipping it. I wrote out some of what I had been thinking of the night before, and gave Roy a call. And one of the things he told me was that they were sending Linda a galley print of her adventure the next week, “The Temple of Lussuria”.“Roy, I had an idea last night. I’m writing up an appendix that I am going to present to Linda tonight. If it meets her approval, it will include what to do to combine it with ‘A Big Change’. In short, before they can complete the steps to change back to their original. I realized I’ve been squeezing her left boob. I slowly let it go and placed my hand on her waist. Then I slept. Next morning, as usual, I woke up late.It felt like last night was a dream. But that’s when I started feeling wet in my pant. My underwear was full of white fluid. That was more than enough to prove that I actually dry humped mom last night. I took a bath and came down. I didn’t hug her. I didn’t want to talk to her. It felt awkward.But anyways I had to talk to her when she asks about. They lived in a small house in an old neighborhood section of Pasadena. It was only a short drive to Tango’s and was only minutes from some of the most expensive real estate in Southern California. I pulled up to the curb in front of their house and parked my Chevy rental van under a tree that hung over the street from their front yard. I was quite nervous as I walked up to the door with my duffel bag over my left shoulder and a bottle of wine in my right hand. Before I could ring the bell, the.