"May I pleeeeease get back into bed Sharma dear?" said Chelsea, handson hips, nipples staring cutely.Sharma smiled. "No. Next time remember to ask. Po...itely. You may sit onthe rug for now."Chelsea rolled her eyes, less out of genuine annoyance than to pleaseSharma. Her Indian boss and lover liked these games.She liked them too.The mat, just an ordinary fluffy mat to the eye, felt divine onChelea's sitting bum. Sharma probably paid as much for it as she hadthe bed. Lucky bitch, thought. But, but, but..." I'm your mother, Rebecca," she said, in that stupid condescending toneshe had."Meaning?" I wasn't being combative. I truly had no idea what shemeant."I've known since you were five." What the fuck? What the actual fuck?"I haven't said anything to your father, in case you're worried. Notthat he'd mind. You know how much he loves Claire..." But, but, but," I stammered. I imagined my mother being grateful I hadchosen a visual medium to express myself. "But, I've dated guys.. It was even smaller than the other boys penis’s that were limp that I watched while taking showers after gym. And once again, I noticed that I had slime on the tip of my penis as I lie there thinking. It didn’t hurt, and actually, it felt kind of good in weird way. But this slime on the end concerned me and wondered about going to my mother and asking if I should see a doctor, but then I’d have to show it to her, so I decided that I’d just wait and see if it would just go away. The next. All of the Savages and the Graton Pacific Apartments were there too. Tom, Nancy and Kit had planned the event. The pool was full. Tom and dad ran the barbeque. Nancy, mom and Marsha set up the buffet. Kit had the usual orgy set up in the family room. Dad and Tom organized a basketball game between the Graton and Feline squadrons.While all this was going on, Sushi, mom and Bethany were in the Jacuzzi talking. Sushi had been the maid of honor at her girlfriend's human wedding. She really liked.