Founded only in 1902, this little way-stop was once a busy place of three-hundred population for early day Route 66 travelers with several gas station..., garages, motor courts, and restaurants. In those vintage days, San Jon was the largest town of those eastern plains and was the hub of cowboy night life on Saturday nights.My inability to see much in the dark hours didn't matter much. These little communities at this time were but tiny bumps in the road with nothing to see anyway. Mostly, just. Each day had been one more plank on the bridge he was building to his future. He didn’t plan that future in detail. He just knew it meant living with, and loving Mindy, and his two children. He was used to taking each day as it came, as long as that day was moving things forward.He had talked to Mindy about the future, of course. He knew, for instance, that she wished she could take some time off from teaching, to be a stay-at-home mom. He knew that she dreaded the day that they would make. “Hell, yeah,” Rick groaned and rushed over, fumbling at his jeans.Teo shot me a look, pleading with me. I grinned at him. He shouldn't have been an asshole. “Just have to wait until I'm done fucking my mom's cunt. Maybe I'll let the slut suck your dick.”“Mmm, I'd love to,” my mom purred as I fell to my knees behind her. “I've never sucked two guys dicks in the same night. But... I've always wanted to. I've... masturbated to you before, Teo.”My friend straightened and grinned.“And me, Mom?” I. The Bitch glared at Cindy for the longest time before finally speaking.“You know what to do,” she said, her voice now void of emotion.Cindy didn’t speak. She simply walked away from the group until she stood in front of the entire class. All eyes were on her, including mine. I watched, unsure what she would to. To my utter surprise, she started removing her clothes.“What the hell are you doing?” I asked unable to keep the words contained. All eyes were now on me.There was a long silence before.