No big deal.”And as she’s talking and turning to look at dad, then at me, her skirt rises up, showing her nylons. She doesn’t wear those clingy ...hings like Christine does but she’s got killer legs anyway. When she turns to put her arm around dad’s neck, her blouse opens up and I’m looking at a transparent bra with lace all around the edge. No nipple, shit. I’m fucking mesmerized by that. Dad hugs her real tight and now he cops a feel for sure, there’s no mistaking it, he’s got her tit in his. Sean went over to the cell and looked inside. The pair of mothers looked back at him. Shaking his head, he said, “It is hard to believe that you two are prison babes.”“Don’t start,” his mother said.Smiling at her, Sean said, “I’ve been raised better than that.”His mother said, “Oh God, he’s never going to shut up.”“Have they taken you out to work on the chain gang, yet?” Sean asked with a smile.“No,” his mother said.Mrs. Emery asked, “What chain gang?”“They’ve got this swamp south of town that. . off-world?” she asked, startled by most of the labels.“Yes.” Taking a deep breath, he glared out the window. “The sand lickers trade the minerals they use the slaves to mine with outsiders. Aliens. Sometimes even humans. Mother said if this was what I wanted then I would ‘only paint with the finest.’ She thought supplying my choice in art would make up for killing the slave that taught me to paint.“Uh, it wasn’t for teaching me,” he added when he saw her shudder, looking up at him in horror.. I followed and we switched from washers to driers and then came back out. I then went to the end of the table and once again dropped to my knees and was ready to service number two. When his turn came he looked down at me with a questioning expression and I motioned for him to take a position leaning against the table. As he did so I stared at his crotch until he dropped his pants and presented me with his tool. Not as long as his partner but much thicker, and huge balls. Bull balls. He made.