She would have me lay on each bed and then lay next to me kind of close most of the time. She smelled really good and her personality screamed sex. As...we were going around, her flirting got more and more bold. I started to flirt back and tell her how pretty she was and that I liked her hair and that I enjoyed when she got close to me whenever we lay down on the beds to talk about them. As I’m checking out having decided what bed I want I got brave. I told her that if she kept flirting with me. She responded to me by asking me to settle down and watch TV. Of course, I was not that stupid to go downstairs to get settled down and watch TV. Rather I preferred to stay in the bedroom and turned on the TV.In the meantime, I walked around a little bit in the bedroom. I found lots of new stuff lying around. I just wanted to check out different stuff and boxes. I saw a bunch of lesbian movies in a big bag too. I looked at that big double bed of my biological mom.I imagined how she has been. Mark and Melissa both realized Angela was not stupid. However a lifetime of religious conditioning left her blind to much of the real world.The trip went without incident. As soon as they reached the turnout and parked, Mark opened both the cargo door and the side door of their van. Melissa opened the back door of their camper and the first load of gold statuary came floating through the air toward them. Angela screamed.Melissa told her, "Relax, Mother, calm down. It's all right. These are gold. When he opened his mouth, Joanne pushed her tongue in. She put one hand on Sam's leg and started to rub it, moving up toward his crotch. Sam broke the kiss, pulled his head back and looked into Joanne's hooded eyes."Do you want to go to our room, Jo?" Sam asked, secretly hoping she didn't.When Joanne shook her head and moved her hand to his erect member, he moaned and began to kiss her again. Joanne felt the couch move, opened her eyes and saw Liz and Marc had joined her and Sam. Liz winked at.