“Melissa. You left before I could finish yesterday. I had a vasectomy after Mark was born, but that is no excuse for you. You should be much more ca...eful than that if you aren’t on birth control.” Melissa stood in front of him blinking and speechless. She was filled with joy that all her worrying had been for not. But there was also anger too that he would let her worry all night like that. She pushed him in his chest as the anger took over. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you leave me. “All right, as long as you vouch for them,” the guard said and handed us visitor’s passes to wear while in the building.We all used the locker rooms to change. Grace used the women’s room. It wasn’t very busy she told me later. The men’s locker room was quite busy with participants of all ages in there changing. Both Grace and I wore gray belts with red stripes to close our gi. There were a number of young men who gathered around Tom after we had changed.“These are some of my students. Two of. Her words were repeating over and over in my head and I had difficulty concentrating on the conversation. A lot was going through my mind and my throbbing dick did little to make things easier. I was so horny I wanted to burst and I was painfully aware that Margret was enjoying the fact that she was the cause of my discomfort. I needed to take one step further and shifted position so that I could part my legs in margarets direction in such a way that she had a direct line of sight to my rampant. My mother was gifted with long limbs and she had good, though thick thighs. She was wearing red pumps, black stockings and garters and a monokini which ran around her neck, leaving a small, half inch wide strip of cloth over her nipples and then between her pussy that was too large for the small triangle the "dress" provided. "I pulled his mother off the set for this." Joe said, turning his head a little to look at Belinda. She smiled with contempt. She was excited to see a son having to tell.