"What kind of tights are these?" I asked. "They feel so, so, different." They're just regular opaque pantyhose. What you probably are feeling is the f...ct your legs are hairless." "This next." She said as she held out a small wad of black, shiny material."What's that?" I said as I finished adjusting the pantyhose."It's a lace teddy. Think of it underwear for your torso." How do I put it on?" I said examining it. It was small, tiny even. Very soft to the touch."Snap crotch." She said poking her. The material was too dark to see her areoles, but her nipples were clearly outlined and Paul felt a stirring in his crotch. ?That daughter of yours better remember to bring Ms. Polly her dinner.? Ms. Polly lived a couple of blocks over. She had been a mentor to Bonnie in younger years and Bonnie was the self-appointed guardian of the needy old woman. An appointment she had saddled on Denise. ?I am sure she will remember.? Paul said, but there was little conviction in his voice. ?Did she go out. " She is here then?" I asked."Yes she's in the back room. Oh god, this is so exciting!"Wait a minute Lisa," I said, "calm down. Are you really sure about this? Are you absolutely sure that you want this and more to the point that your mother might. If she takes offence all hell could break lose. Do you understand?"Lisa calmed herself and replied, "yes I understand and believe me mum's up for this. I told you I have seen her being very intimate with one or two customers in the past. I just know. Why don't you get over here."Jon pushed his wheeled chair back by tapping the bed with his foot. This put some space between him and the bed. Reluctantly, but almost hypnotized, I crawled off the bed and found myself on my knees in front of this jock stud. What the fuck was I doing? Was I just on my knees in front of my asshole roomie? I mean, I thought this guy was a prick, yet here I was... "What you waiting for, faggot, take my boxers off," Jon's sudden command cut through everything I was.