We all sat down and they were looking down when Jane looked at Lorelei and asked “Did you talk to him?”“Jane…I’m over here.” I said. “Ye...h Lorelei talked to me, and you know what? I totally understand. Honest you guys, I TOTALLY get it!” I looked at Sandy and then back at Jane. “Tell me how you feel. I want to know…really!”Sandy looked up at me and her eyes looked almost sad, almost regretful. “Michael, no boy has ever, ever seen me naked, and you did. I let you do all kinds of stuff. I can’t. They're inside, the white curtains slightly closed but I can see what they're doing.They're trying on the new clothes they've bought with some other clothes they pull out of a very large wardrobe. This guy must be rich.They start to dress up. Marc wearing tight denim shorts, white blouse, knee high fishnet stockings and he applies make up to his face.The other boy who im nicknaming s*s wears those tight jeans, a black blouse with a red vest over it and he too starts to apply make up.Then. But I was for sure gonna stay the hell away from the bad guys across the Colorado in Nevada. I got me a bus ticket. I’d saved a few bucks working; I was pretty sure I could get me a room cheap enough once I was up there. It turned out that I was right, and, a job! Was I a lucky sonovabitch or what!The Sand Bar was the very definition of a dive bar: friendly, smallish, with an outdoor patio, and a pool room with two more or less well-balanced tables. The owner, Angel Suarez, was friendly and. As we were busy kissing and feeling each other the door opened and my mother and my friend appeared in an half dressed condition. That sight was enough for my friend’s mother to understand what was going on, to know that his son was fucking mother. There was no embarrassment on her side as we too were standing with our hands in each others’ private part.With a smile on our faces, all of us went down to have lunch. It was 3pm by the time we finished lunch and no one said anything about our.