I slid in to the linens and cuddled up to mom, spooning to her since her back was toward my side. As mentioned earlier, she also like to sleep in the...bluff, and we were two bare bodies cozying up close and personal. In no time, my boner was bumping her buns. I could feel her cheeks clenching and pushing to settle it in the crack.“What did you think of the movie?” mom queried.“I thought it was an interesting film, though the middle part was sort of slow.”“How did you like the ending?”“A. I'm in a beach house. There's a man here. He's..." As I entered the room she froze in fear. She was kneeling along side the bed, speaking into the receiver lying on the pillow. "OH GOD ... He's here!" She backed into a corner, looking frantically for a way to run. "Stay away from me!" I moved toward the bed from the opposite side, reached over and grabbed the phone. "This is Mr. P.A. Who am I speaking with?" I asked. "This is the Club Concierge. Are you in need of assistance?" How odd that. Bouncing between all of us and never entirely comfortable in one place, adoptive Esther had elected to sleep by herself.Standing equidistant between the temporary shelters, invulnerable to the cold and unmoved by the wind that howled down from the mountain peaks, a dozen factos stood motionless in the middle of the camp, legs already half-buried in snow.The thin shell of warm air clinging to my body blew away with a gust of wind, pinpricking my face with tiny grains of ice. Even my scalp. At the movie I knew Ron was attracted to me; but also I knew it would be Laura who would be fucked that night by this guy. Thinking about it made me a bit jealous and then I decided the next day I would do anything with this handsome young guy; including taking a cock in my tight asshole; since my beloved hubby had not sodomized me for ages…While Laura went to the ladies room, I gave my card to Ron and told him I hoped he could make a visit to my house…The next day after lunch time Ron came.