"No, sweetheart. Tomorrow's Monday and you have to go to school. Getting a good education is very important and . . ." Her voice trailed off as she cr...nged under her oldest c***d's glare, her will power wilting rapidly. "All right, honey," she conceded at length. "Just this once, I'll call you two in sick in the morning and we'll go do some shopping." Yay!"* * *When it came to deciding on a sort of grande finale to this wild and wonderful day of wicked fun, the three women knew what they would. Perhaps she might welcome it; who knew - only one way to find out! Crazy thinking like that. Then he got and up followed his nose, or rather his nozzle, to his mother's bedroom. He could see by the light that she was still up, well so was he, in more ways than one.He knocked. Rita heard the tapping and glanced at the clock. "Come in Johnny, but it's past your bed time . . ." She pulled the sheet over her for propriety, though she wasn't usually this shy around her son. She wondered why she had. He lightly tickled them from my temple to my neck causing me to freeze. He started to cut my shirt down the center. I was finally started to break, a few dry sobs escaping before the wet ones, as he ripped my shirt off. He then started with my low rise jeans, bringing the sharp shears so close to my skin that I winced every time he moved them. Finally I was in only my underwear, a purple lace bra and a matching pair of panties. Tears freely streamed as he cut through them both, exposing my. I'll be good to you, Tony." She was facing him and I realized that the vest she was wearing was all she was wearing above the waist. She opened it to show her breasts in obvious invitation."All right, Morgan. Let's finish this job. Then you put out for me tonight." She nodded and pushed the woman. Tony took the other wagon and the three continued to the store. They went inside having made no effort to watch out for trouble.My question to myself was, "Did I want to be 'trouble' knowing I would.