Several men had crowded around, some of the stroking exposed cocks. I could see Billie looking at them and their dicks as I moved to make my next cut...down the side of his shirt.I made sure he felt the blade in his arm pit all the way to his waist, and watched his face as his shirt fell off. I thought he was coming at that point.I I pushed down on his back so his ass was higher than his shoulders. Squatting down behind him I put my nose against his ass crack and reached up between his legs. He. Non smoker, working class. Easy money. But I didn’t like getting locked up. The test went much as I expected. Cough. Cough. Yes you have an inflamed throat. Come back tomorrow and we’ll admit you for the trials. Pick your expenses money from the window today. Most of the guys were here for that. There were a couple of women too. It was a bit like the buroo, guys hanging around waiting to get paid so that they get to fuck and live life until the next day. I arrived. I knew mom would come out in a towel and get dressed in her room. So when I heard the water in the shower stop I moved to a view point. She came out of the restroom and was standing in front of her dresser mirror with a towel wrapped around her chest to cover as much or her body as she could. She stood there brushing her curly red hair and with every brush I noticed the side of her towel would swing open revealing the side of her massive tit. I could feel my dick getting hard and then my mom. ??What, Gerald???No?never mind?it’s not important.??Very well then, why don’t you get dressed? I’ll be in the living room.? I bent down and kissed him on the lips.I had been reading my book for almost fifteen minutes when I heard a noise in the hall. ?Is that you, Gerald?? I heard some mumbling so I put the book aside and rose. I took two steps, turned into the hall, and stopped short. My hands went to my face. ?Oh my!? I exclaimed. Gerald was there--still naked with his collar on his.