One look through my binoculars confirmed my suspicion; she was masturbating!!!It was a surreal sight. My intelligent and sophisticated mother was plea...uring herself in the open forest. What the hell had gotten in to her? Whatever the case, I found myself becoming hard as a rock.But if the sight of my mother masturbating wasn't hot enough, I was soon able to see trickles of fluids gushing out from between her legs as she squirted (and I couldn't help but think of how glad I was that she was. "Where are you living?" I haf a room in a boarding house near ze docks. It is adequate for me," he said quietly."Humpf," was mother's only comment."That was one fine meal, Mrs. Williams," Shelly said after a silence."Ja ... very goot," Jurgen echoed."I'm glad you liked it. I haven't cooked for many people lately. It's nice to have company. We should do this more often," Mom smiled."You won't find me gettin' here late," Shelly laughed.Jurgen was nodding his approval as was I. It sounded like a. To watch a brash young man, buff to the extreme and cock-sure of himself, approach the short, perky, blue-eyed blonde, seem to hit it off for a good 15 minutes or so, and then look like he had been shot, it made me feel good. The doe-eyed brunette seemed to have an insidious way making the guys hitting on her leave without quite knowing why they were leaving alone, or even that they had been shut out completely. The two of them seemed to have infallible radar too. There were times when I. This interview will be in depth and all encompassing”. As you sip more of the relaxing tea, you begin to loosen up … You ask, “So, tell me more about this position you are offering.” I smile and say, “It’s an entry position, working under me, and some of my direct associates. You’d be asked to work some long hard hours. You’d be assisting me and my staff. I would like to ask you some probing questions, if you don’t mind.” “Not at all”, you say. You feel warm, all over, as if you are coming in.