I shot thick drops of cum and opened my eyes and my mom was there at the entrance. I was shell-shocked and in instinct, I managed to pull over the she...ts and cover myself. My mom looked shocked and went out without saying a word. I felt ashamed and couldn’t sleep all night thinking how I will face my mom the next day. Somehow I slept and when I woke up, I remembered last night’s incidents. I wore my shorts and went to the kitchen. My mom was cooking breakfast and hearing my footsteps, handed. You were right, by the way, we'd probably have locked you up and kept you locked up until you died, or worse; I never told you, but the security system said you were into DEFCONTROL at the core level. They told me nobody was ever supposed to be able to get where you were. It was why everybody panicked so bad." I wondered," I said. "It seemed to me a pretty heavy reaction at the time." Mmm." He hesitated. "What the hell, it's long after the fact. Jack, you ever run across the term 'wet work?' I. “Oh,” she said, looking down. I felt hot with shame, and all I could say was, “Sorry. I’m really sorry.”“Now I know why you didn’t want to get too close,” she smiled, leaning closer, so she could speak quietly.“Look,” I started, “I’m really sorry about that. Do you want to sit down?”“No!” Karla said, as though sitting down was a totally ridiculous idea, “It’s all right. Your body doesn’t know who I am,” she said, as she calmly adjusted her own pelvis and her own stance, so my horn wasn’t. Occasionally, I would get judgmental looks from other walkers about the appropriateness of my tiny swim suit but no one came close enough to really see that all my wares were on display. Until someone did. He was a young surfer dude and he made a bee-line for me from far away. We were on a collision course and no matter how many times I changed my path, he adjusted his to assure that we would meet. A panic attack was welling up inside me. My impulse was to run the other way but my growing.