B... a note last night outlining my plan. During his class I would ask to go to the bathroom. He would follow in a couple of minutes. I would make ...ure no one was in the bathroom. If I don't come out immediately I am in the last stall in the bathroom. I ask Mr. B... for a restroom pass. He gives it to me. I walk nervously to the bathroom hoping no one else is in there. I check all the stalls. We are clear. I go to the last stall and drop my jeans and boxers. I stroke my cock in. But I was still hard and I continued fucking mom for a couple of more minutes.Soon after, I lifted my pajamas and straightened my back. It was dark. She turned towards me, touched my face and she realized that it was her own son! She was shocked for a while, she didn’t utter a word and then asked, “Since when you come up from the floor?”Now, it was time for me to be shocked. So I said that I came to the bed some minutes ago. Then I moved quietly and went down to sleep on the floor. I slept on. Since I had opted not to join Luis in the greasy burger, I stopped for a cup of coffee at Helen's. She was still pissed, but she had to let me have the coffee. I had once threatened to file a lawsuit. It had been a joke since at the time I was searching for Rachel. Helen must have taken it to heart, because whenever I came in she had a snide remark or two, but she always fed me.When I got to the road that ran to the Jones Lake property, I drove down the road very slowly. I was afraid I would. ”“Thank you.”“So beautiful,” she continuing more softly and made as if to shut the book.“No, go ahead and look.”As she turned back to the first page of the pictorial, Louisa moved over a hand’s breadth away from her and looked at it with her. “It took over three hours to shoot, which was actually very quick for the quality. Sam did a great job.”“I wish I could have watched. It must have been so glamorous.”Louisa laughed, “Hardly.”“What’s it like being photographed like this?”“Well, on one level.