I think you're about ready, and your mother is certainly ready to see you!" I rolled my eyes and he laughed. "I can imagine growing up with her."He op...ned the door and gestured.But the women who came in was Gloria."Oh my god, what did you do to yourself!" She gushed. "You look a fright!" I rolled my eyes. "I know what that expression means, and don't start! When the ambulance arrived, someone had to do something so I told them I was your mother. They dug you out and brought you here. Juan found. Tom, be ready to pop out at the turret and shoot. We do want to give them a chance though."I looked at Andrea and nodded. We exited the Humvee. I saw Myra jump out of the back and get in the driver's seat. We walked to about ten feet in front of the Humvee. Andrea made it obvious we were a mixed sex pair waiting for them. They pulled up about fifty feet away. A couple came toward us on foot. The man spoke in friendly tones in what I figured was Spanish. Andrea smiled back and said, "Habla. “And rather than be jealous or disgusted, he was pleased. He…he thinks you should join the two of us, tonight” she said slowly. “And what do you think of the idea?” I asked. “Well, first I was surprised. But then…I was intrigued. I think it could be really great, but I want you to know there is ZERO pressure and we would never want you to do this if you felt the slightest bit uncomfortable.”“I don’t understand, what about dad and Amy?” I asked, careful not to light my excitement overflow into. She folded them carefully on the night stand, then unbuttoned her blouse, facing away from me. She was wearing a substantial bra in that horrible 'flesh' color, and matching granny-panties under heavy black tights. She pulled the tights and underpants down together, then sat on the bed to take them off. I saw she had a dense, untrimmed bush. Her bra was at least a size too small, and her breasts squeezed out around the edges. She pulled it off, and her huge tits spilled free. "Please, will you.