"I did as I was told and followed her naked into the master bedroom."Remember the ?his and hers' walk-in closets the realtor was showing us?"she asked... "Well, it's now ?hers and hers' closets, girlfriend." I lookedinto the closet she pointed to and found it crammed full of feminineclothing of all types. She told me to pick something out, and she wouldalways be there to help me if it didn't match or suit the occasion. Iwalked back and forth for a few minutes looking at everything, and. The middle drawer had a bunch of business invoices and stuff. So I quietly opened the bottom drawer...almost as if I knew what was in there. In the bottom drawer there were pictures. Lots of pictures. Lots of "Figure photos." Women of all ages, shapes and sizes, photographed in different states of undress. But the real shock came towards the back of the drawer. The photographs were black and white...and very old but there was no mistaking it...it was my Mom! Not much older than I. " I don't know!" I said with mild annoyance."You wanna fuck, or not?" Uh, sure," I said, noticing for the first time that she was what every guy I know would call "hot." Long dirty blonde hair, pretty face, skinny, perfect tits, and nice round but slender ass--a class of girl I would never have even tried to score was asking me to fuck her. Holy shit!"Yeah! Sure! But where? Here in the bathroom?"She made a face. "No! Not here in the bathroom. I know some guys who live in this house. I hear. Rhett had not come out to his Mom yet because she was a super religious woman from a sect of Pentecostalism that was super conservative. When Dad had married her she was a Christian, sure, but more of your run of the mill, slightly holier than thou type. By the time I moved in, she had gone off the deep end. Dad suffered too, but I don’t think anyone knew how bad this made things for Rhett. One weekend, Dad went away on business and Joy went off on some spiritual retreat. I had expected her to.