After a few seconds she released my hands and slapped them lightly."There will be no more of that - it's wicked" she said, not sounding too angry, "No... sit down"I sat at the table and tucked into the plate of food that she had placed in front of me. Mum sat at the other end of the table and nursed at a cup of coffee and smoked a cigarette"I don't really feel hungry this morning" she said, "I am not quite sure how I feel about last night happenings. Your father will go berserk if he ever finds. Every moment spent giving your tits pleasure is great preparation for him making love to your cunt and great training for you in communicating what turns you. So don't be in a hurry to send him down to the engine room before of you are properly trained and ready to perform your respective tasks! When YOU, are ready, then you can give him permission to move further south (not all the way just yet; you guys have more practicing to do). This is where you learn to TELL him what to do, and make it. His screams were just about to launch themselves from his throat when he remembered the public health people. Any noise from him would let them know that he was inside the small suite, that he was conscious, and even that he was alive still. The confusion of his dilemma eroded a little more of his slowly deteriorating logic centres. A part of him wanted to answer the door out of curiosity, while another part wanted nothing more than to yell at the intruder to go away, irrespective of how futile. .."He had a big smile on his face as he walked out of the house. "Great, this is a great idea. OK see ya. Thanks for the lasagna!"Tiffany was dumbfounded. But this was typical of Jason. She laughed it off and finished the laundry and started dinner.After she dropped Antonio and Briana at the airport later that week, Tiffany pulled in the driveway and went into her empty house. She poured some wine and put on a movie. She hated that first night alone in the house. Wine always helped.Her phone.