I wondered what the night had in store? Nicky was never boring and was always game for a laugh.When I got back Nicky was on her second glass of Vodka,...she said telly was boring and did I fancy playing spin the bottle? The rules where quite simple, you spun a bottle and when it stopped, whoever it was facing took off an item of clothing.We tossed a coin for who went first, I won, I spun the bottle and lost, so Nicky had me take off my T shirt, because the loser won the spin I spun again, but I. The uptime people want you to understand that what they are asking you to do is for the good of the nation, and that nothing that you will do, will conflict with the code of conduct or with your oath of allegiance.”“I’m certain they do want me to believe that,” Ridgeway noted aloud, “however, I have my reservations, and I have my own questions that need to be answered. If I do end up speaking with the President, he’s going to want to understand everything, including why Winslow did what he did. One by one, they all fucked mom in doggy. Their fucking session lasted for hours. At around 3:30 in the afternoon, the 4 uncles left. Mom was lying on the table with face down. She was exhausted and had no strength to move. After they were gone, I came out of the kitchen and walked over to mom. She had not noticed me and was grinning cheerfully. There was a look of satisfaction on her face.“Mom, are you ok?”, I asked.She looked at me with a smile on her face and pulled me close. Planting a kiss. And, all that Dispensation stuff is a crock of shit.”I winced as she used that unbecoming language again. She was just too pretty and innocent looking to talk like a drunken whore on army payday. It was just unseemly. But unseemly or not, with the entire rubbing she kept doing on the front of my pants, she had me about ready to explode in my underwear. “Honey baby,” she said. “You really ought to get on the right side of the road. There’s a big old semi coming around the bend in the road up.