That abrupt motion intensified the nausea and throbbing pain in his head, forcing him to empty his stomach on the concrete next to the dead pirate's b...dy.Holding himself up with his hands he stared at the body, struggling to recall what had happened. The skin was sloughing off in a wrinkled, wet mass, exposing rotting muscle and bone as the flesh settled and spread out on the wharf. A putrid liquid pooled around the body like a cursed halo that mixed badly with the remains of his fruity rum. Mom stood there and took a long look at my dick. For some reason I kept stroking myself.Mom came over and sat down on the bed. She was in her early forties with long, dark hair and a killer body. To my surprise she reached out and took hold of my dick. She began stroking me and telling me how hot my cock was. I was totally shocked but I didn't say a word. After a few moments my Mom lowered her face and took me in her mouth. I threw my head back as she took me down to the root.I had to control. ..all easilyhidable if she desired. And by this point she was dressed differently. She wore a black skirt almost to the knee with a blue silk top, not tucked in. She had changed from the incredibly high heels she had been wearing for a set of 2 or maybe 3 inch heels which were sexy but notovertly-sexual. On her legs were black hose or maybe stockings, I could not tell. Again I compare her to a young professional woman in the way that she was dressed. While not librarian-like that it. From the kitchen, I went to the lounge and sat. I was confused yet somehow excited at the same time. Bumping into Sid today brought back a lot of memories and new thoughts. Images went through my mind of Sid and Angie together, but new images materialised of Angie and Sid that afternoon. Was he just setting me up or was he telling the truth? I had, for some reason, always remembered the way the bed was all ruffled especially after room service would’ve tidied the room in the morning. What did.