The confrontation between mother and daughter was bad, lots of yelling and crying and i thought i was out of it until Cindy's mother suddenly started ...laming me. She yell that i was not a man to let me wife screw around, that since i did nothing to stop this that i must he a sissy or a queer. She also told me that everyone knew Cindy was cheating on me and that i was a fool, a laughing-stock and a wimp. After her mother left Cindy cried in my arms till she went to sleep. I thought this would. She was slightly shorter than me, long black hair, tight petite body with a plump butt. She was generally bubbly but she was a real hardass when dealing with troublesome employees or disturbing customers. I was shocked by the punch this lil chick had. After a few months we started getting comfortable with each other and she would spank me to let me know I did a good job. I was a virgin at this point. I had only kissed 1 girl before while I was drunk, so I really appreciated the physical contact. We all needed time to think. The possible marriage, the anxiety the threesome seemed to be feeling, and this family counseling thing had happened so fast. "Let's go." The touch of her skin felt hot under my fingers and my stomach lurched. This could be a very interesting week.The hotel doorman called for her car and we waited in silence, eyeing one another, no doubt wondering what we had let ourselves in for. When the car came around, it was a sleek black Ferrari of some kind. It looked pricey.. He got up, walked over to the button. He looked around the room,certain there was a camera somewhere in the room. He was right ofcourse, but not how he thought. There, the lamp he thought, that has tobe where it's hidden. He picked up the button and started to wag it infront of the lamp. "I know you faggots are watching, well I'm on to younow! This shit ain't real, none of it is real!" he nearly shouted. Down the hall Shaun and Terry were watching the display of erratic angerslightly.