The first word that came to mind was ‘cozy’. The floor looked to be traditional Japanese, a style called ‘tatami’. From what I’d read at the...library, the room appeared to be an 8-mat room, which made it about 3.5 meters by 3.5 meters. In the far corner were a pair of Japanese-style futons, which were basically only thin mattresses, without the frame of American-style futons. They were stacked one on top of the other, and a quilted duvet was folded at the foot of the futon. Two pillows were. " I'll say! The switchboard operator woke me up at six-twenty and said he was so inundated with calls that he needed somewhere to route them all," she told me before I heard her answer the phone again."Take your phone off the hook and then go down and see if they can give us a meeting room. I'll get everybody else up and going." Thanks! Gotta go!" she replied.Then I connected with everyone and told them that we were having an emergency family meeting, downstairs in thirty minutes. I warned them. And with that I got dressed and left.I stood around for 5 minutes before texting my mate, asking him where he was. He replied by saying "Inside, where else would I be?" I thought to my self that this was rather odd as the shed was always locked, but "what the heck?" I thought to myself, and stepped inside. It was pitch black, and I called his name, then all I could hear was heavy breathing, I told him not to joke with me like that when all of a sudden a hand, wrapped in a material, soaked in. You see, he would lose it when he witnessed mom being subjected to any dominance, and I thoroughly dominated my mom.Dad was in Chicago, evaluating a branch office's service procedures. This was guaranteed to keep him there for at least a week while we continued with our daily activities. My sisters and I would get home from school two and a half hours before mom came home from work. This worked out perfectly as my sisters and I had enough time to fuck our brains out before starting supper. We.