”his mom rolled off her stomach and onto her side. “Good morning, Johnny.” She then took note of the fact her son is naked. “I sense you want ...omething.”“I can’t hide anything from you, can I, Mom?”"No, you can’t.” Her son leaned closer, and she started to whisper. “And I think I can guess what you want…” Johnny leaned in all the way, and their lips meet. As they kiss passionately, As the kissed Johnny pulled his mother's night clothes off so he had access to her naked body. He then grabbed and. She was wearing old jeans that looked to be a little too tight around the waist, and a loose, baggy sweater, the kind of outfit a stay-at-home mom wears when she's all alone and doing housework; the kind of outfit she'd rather die than be seen wearing outside her house.Oh, you bad momma, the man thought, feeling his legs go numb from crouching for so long. Finish up that cigarette, tsk tsk, you know that it's bad for you, that's right, good girl, go back in the house. He whispered the last bit. She picked up the phone and called the front desk. The man was confused but told her that the room was hers. I told her to tell the man my name and he looked it up. Yes I had the room too and I had checked in first. Apparently his wife had checked her in, couldn’t find the room key, and had used her passkey to open the door for the woman. When she demanded that the desk clerk give her another room he told her that he didn’t have any more rooms. Finally out of suggestions and getting desperate. Foster, turning to Uncle Joe with a puzzled look on her face. Uncle Joe sat bolt upright on his chair, leaned forward, and put his right hand up to his forehead, looking somewhat surprised. “I’m terribly sorry”, he said, “I must have mixed up the boxes. That was supposed to be for my sweetheart.” Everybody laughed at what had just happened, whereas I felt confused. On the one hand, I was relieved that Uncle Joe hadn’t deliberately given me the lingerie, but on the other I was sad that I.