I was lucky on a couple of occasions but fortunately managed to avoid any contact with her at all. She always seemed to be wrapped around her partner ...henever I saw them, ignoring anything else around her as she concentrated all her attention on him. I can only assume he must have been extremely well off for her to be that attentive to him- he was nothing like the type of man she had always fancied before. Maybe he had a huge dick? Maybe he was another leading gangster like that fucking Karl. “An egg hunt? How ... charming,” I said. Meaning: This is an idiotic and childish waste of my time, but I’m far too polite to ever say it.Unfortunately, Emily was no dullard, much as I would like to think otherwise. That toothy little grin she gave promised unending retribution if I did anything to jeopardize her little social outing.“Before you ask,” she said, crude and forthright as ever, “Yes, it is mandatory. We will be conducting the event along with Kappa Beta Pi and Delta Gamma-”“Woof. "I'll be right back, I got to pee," I said casually. So I went into the bathroom and took off my belt so that my briefs were exposed. I pulled my underwear down a little so that part of my butt was exposed as well. I also put on a slightly smaller shirt so that he was able to see. Then I undid my fly and spread it a little so that he could see a little bit when I walk in the room. I also quickly grabbed a ruler from my book bag. So I walked back to the bedroom feeling kind of slutty. I opened. We did 2 laps on our afternoon exercise today and, after a short sojourn to the railing to investigate the mystique of the sea, we headed for our spa.To my surprise Mom reached down and grasped my hand and we walked hand-in-hand like a couple, and I certainly enjoyed the feelings that this caused. We were issued a couple of large fluffy bath-towels and shown into a room with a small intimate spa-pool and, after snibbing the door, we were alone in each other's company.Mom looked quite.