She was no better than a common whore and deserved no better than to be treated like one.So when Hyota arrived, Niomi met him in her most attractive s...lk kimono."Well?" he commanded, standing in the doorway and gazing at the beautiful thirty-nine year old.He eyes dropping in both embarrassment and subservience, Niomi released the obi and allowed the kimono to slip from her shoulders to gather in folds at her tiny feet. She stood totally naked before her son.His eyes glittered in triumph."And?". She looked a bit confused. “Don’t you like it?” She asked with a worried voice. “I sure do, but I’m not the one you should do this to.” “But I like doing it to you.” “Listen, Denise, I’m 46. You should hang around with boys of your age.” “Have you ever seen any boys around at my house?” “No, but I’m convinced there’s gotta be some guys you’re hanging out with.” “No, there aren’t. I only have you!” she shouted with tear filled eyes. What she had just said made my heart jump. We. No other kid I knew had such a great job. No other kid I knew was making what I made. They certainly weren't making it to fuck pretty women who appreciated a young man's attention. I sipped my drink as I pondered life itself. A short time later Gypsy strolled through the game room, naked as usual. My presence startled her as she turned a light on in the room. "Howdy! I didn't know you were here. Have you... been here long?" She crossed the room and straddled my lap, kissing me first on the. .”“Skank? Excuse me?” I said, shocked at her judgment of others, as I walked over towards her. Alia didn’t move, her whole attitude was so nonchalant. Even her use of skank just seemed to be an everyday word.“Sorry, Jessie’s her name, right? I know her from school. Your girlfriend, yes?”“She’s not my girlfriend.”“Does she know that? I mean, the way you all fucked all afternoon she’s gotta be someone special.”“Excuse me? What are you doing, spying on me?”“Hardly, but given your bedroom window is.