His jaw dropped and excitement grew as he saw me in the lingerie.“M-Mom,” he said, his blue eyes going wide. He looked so much like his father. Yo...ng, though. Vulnerable and innocent. It was so exciting. He licked his lips, a mix of fear and lust crossing his face as he stared at me.He salivated for me. For his sexy mother.“It's Mommy, remember,” I purred as I closed the door behind me and let out a throaty sound of hunger. “I need to make sure you haven't forgotten anything I taught you. Come. White bikinis. Since mymanhood didn't look proper in them, she had me tuck my my junk as much aspossible and secured it in place with flesh colored surgical tape. Itmade the appearance of no "bulge" at all. Then the white garter belt andlace top stockings. Except for the tucking, I was quite acclimated to thelingerie by now. Then came the skirt. Of course it was red velvet withwhite fur around the hem. It just covered my stocking tops. My buddingbreasts were to be covered with a long. But you wouldn't allow it." Eddie said. "Just muss up the sheets and put a dent in the pillow for your head will you?"I noticed then that his eyes were puffy, he hadn't so much as napped all night. I pulled the covers off and climbed in bed beside him. I curled up with him and rested my head on his shoulder. "How's that?"He smiled at me and was about to kiss me when Cleo ran back in and made a bounced landing on my bed."She's here." None of us had to ask who she was."She always this early?". The alley is quiet. The only sounds that are heard are the sounds of traffic from a busy street a few blocks away. There is movement in the alley as a scruffy looking bum walks from a dark corner towards the body. Nate is being cautious as he plods toward the body, He watches out for the car to return or the beat cop to show up. Either event could get him into trouble.As Nate stands over the body he sees what used to be a sharp dresser; however, the dead man now has two bullet holes in his back.