On her lower left leg, she had a tattoo of a phoenix rising from some ashes with her parents’ names written within the ashes. She kicked off her fli... flops as she entered the apartment. She grabbed the front of her shirt and lifted it to her nose. She had a small figure, which resembled her mother’s, but moreover her father’s figure.Their parents, who had died in a car crash, had been simple people. Their father had worked in a factory as a Certified Public Accountant, and their mother had. Anyway, you need my help.’ As I gaped at Beth’s lovely smiling visage, it took me a few moments to compose myself and respond. ‘Yeah, that’s great! Thanks Beth!’ I gushed like a schoolboy. ‘We’ll start tomorrow at five am sharp, ok?’ ‘Ok…hey! Wait a minute, did you say five am?’ I asked cautiously. Carrie was smirking at me because she was cognizant of the fact that I had a huge crush on Beth but was too intimidated to ask her out. Beth possessed a lean and highly defined muscular physique. I felt ridiculous, a pathetic, skinny boy with his cock shrunk to nothing standing in front of a stronly built man in his 50's with a big meaty cock in his hand, while he told me what women really want.He grabbed me by the wrist and made me touch his cock. "that's it you little shit, that's what aunty Peggy really wants, a real cock. She was probably only fooling around with you because she felt sorry for your pathetic virgin cock.Well I don't feel sorry for you, understand?"I didn't but nodded. " What, to a girl?" Yes, why not? Guys love that sort of thing, you know, white wedding gowns, lesbian bridesmaids, a proper church wedding, the whole shooting match, it'd go down a bomb mum."She looked thoughtful as she dressed my hand."Yes it probably would, but we'd have to pay a cameraman, and they don't work for peanuts." I know one who does." Who?" Me."She smiled and kissed my forehead,"Nice try Lenny, but in case you've forgotten, I'm your mother." No, I've not forgotten mum," I said.