” I was not really thinking about sex but who was going to pass up a blowjob when it was offered by an expert. I stood up and walked over to mom and...dropped my pajama bottoms to my knees. She turned sideways in her chair and spread her legs. I did not even have a full erection but mom was sucking me off with more enthusiasm than usual. She didn’t even pause to take a sip of coffee. She must really be missing getting laid. I pulled on her nipples as she grabbed my ass and pulled me forward and. I slightly touched her breast. She did not wake up. So I touched again. No response. Then I pressed her breast a little. This time her sleepy breathing stopped. She seemed stopped breathing. She began to breathe secretly. I waited for her response. She did not open her eyes. She was pretending sleep. I waited no more. In the next few minutes my hand was busy exacting the heavenly pleasure of boob groping. A sound from outside the room interrupted me and I went out. Next few months we did like. Maids need to be in uniform at all times, sheremembered."Can you please let Mama go?" Angela said between jagged breaths."Mama hasn't done anything. She's perfect."Officer Monroe smiled sadly. She was a tall woman, with her brown hairpulled tightly into a bun on the back of her head. She had never seena victim like this, a man whose essence had been stripped from him, aman whose soul was laid bare."Allen, your ... Mama ... has mistreated you," she said softly. "Butthat's over now. You aren't. She sips, the delicate china cup tipping slightly. Placing the cup on the nearby table, she reaches for a pad of paper and a pen, her chestnut hair falling forward to partially hide her face. She sits back, a single tear rolls down her cheek. She brushes it away, a bit ashamed that it fell. She brings the pen to her lips, chewing it. With a sigh, she begins to write. Dear Mark, So often I think of you. The way you held me in your arms made me feel safe. That is a feeling I haven’t felt in such.