"John..." she said simply eying me, though I wasn't as yet erect. "You think that's wise?" More comfortable this way," I said lamely. "Keeps me from g...tting too hot while I work on you." Ah huh," she said climbing up onto our makeshift massage table, turning her back to me before slipping the robe off, and then laying face down on the table, eyes closed. I took a moment to admire my mother's form, in particular her still very firm ass as she patiently waited for me to begin. "If you're through. It was true that cultural and religious values had been directly influenced and dramatically changed. And the cause had been an understanding of both human nature and economic need. I had proved that completely. I had also shown that normative behavior was completely remapped through the process.It wasn't that I had disproved anything in my thesis. I just was investigating the wrong thing.I did note that what I had investigated was not a cult, as much as it was a cabal organized and run mostly. He stood above her, his hand extended. It was Alex, she remembered him from earlier. She looked up and stayed with a stare. Their eyes were fixed, their fired up eyes had met and the rain was soaking their steamed up bodies. She sat up and extended her hand too but went past his. He felt how a tight grip around his balls pulled him down to the ground. Her tongue forcefully pushed its way into his mouth as she grabbed his hair with her left hand. She squeezed him harder and could feel his urging. Sean took in Amy's no nonsense attitude and her demanding voice and started to remove his blood-soaked clothes gingerly. When he was finally down to his boxer shorts he stopped."All of them," Amy demanded. "Do not be shy right now, we do not have time. I have seen all of you anyway. Don't worry about that erection you have, I've seen that too," Amy said in a serious voice but then she smiled for the first time.Sean looked at Amy. She was covered in dried blood but with the exception of her.