I knew she wasn’t mad at me. I hadn’t done anything wrong.“Ten million dollars in $10,000 bricks,” I told her to stunned silence. “That’s ...hat’s been keeping me awake at night. How did he get that much? It couldn’t have been legal. Was it stolen? Was he the real Walt White? Was he somehow kingpin of his own criminal empire? None of it made sense. I couldn’t tell anyone without knowing the details. If we spent it and he stole it from a bigger criminal, then we’d be dead. If he’d stolen it from. .. What else could I ask for? Just then, a voice interrupted my day dream, and to my surprise, it was hers! "Hey, John, I see you are up early as well!" she said while walking towards me in the tightest sports bra and booty shorts. "Well, yes, but I see I haven't quite dressed up as well as you have." She came close then, she reached around me and I felt her pull at my thong! "I don't think that is completely true, now is it?" I blushed, "I... Umm... Well..." "Don't worry I've known for. "Love isn't base solely on appearance." I said, "If push ever came to shove, I would be with Samantha, because I've loved her all my life. But I hope push never does come to shove. No guys have ever had it better, three gorgeous women, and all of you equally as lovable." Ditto for me," quipped Mike, "on all counts." What?" exclaimed Tiffany, her head snapping in his direction."You know what I mean. Except I'd be with you because you are the most firmly entrenched in my heart." I know," said. "With their laughter they regained the will to separate.Mikey rolled off his mother and stood up. Still facingher, with her watching him, he tried awkwardly to puthis still hard dick back into his white underpants. Herlaughter intensified and he couldn't help but join her.As strange as it seemed, he decided to walk to thebathroom, his mother watching, with his pants stillhalf pulled down.Once they had both relieved themselves and theirlaughter had died down, Mikey wasn't sure how to feel.They.