I, I..." Sue began to cry."Mom, God, you have nothing to be sorry for. I was the one that started it, I should be shamed," Tommy said, hugging his sob...ing mother. "Mom, I have to tell you that it was the greatest experience of my life, no matter who's fault it was. I learned more in one day then all the rest of the days of my life combined," Tommy said, lifting his mothers tear streaked face. "I love you more than anything in this world. I never, ever, want to hurt you, to make you cry." Tears. I then felt her start to grind her hips, and in a flash her bra was off. Now I know the 'no touching' rules of a strip club all too well, but I still reached out and grabbed both her tits. They felt as good as ever. Soft skin, but firm, and much more than a handful. She didn't stop me, and soon enough I was kissing her tits as well, down to her nipples, before taking one completely in my mouth. Her grinding got more f***eful, and I could feel my cock getting harder.She then got up, stood back,. Beside her Kong’s body was sagging with sexual release, Clementine carrying out painstaking clean-up operations.Gavin slipped the camera nonchalantly into an inside pocket. “Insurance.”“Insurance? For what?”“For when I threaten to fire your undeniably well-formed ass and you consider crying to daddy with some phoney claim of harassment.”“Fire me? Why? My work has …”“Your work has been shit, Clarissa,” he said with dispassion. “For six weeks you’ve been arranging spa treatments or Twittering. The space contained air conditioning, but it clunked loudly forcing us to turn it off during the performance. We provided large containers of lemonade to dispense cups for free and the fifteen minute intermission between the second and third acts helped cool off the audience, at least those that stayed.Another problem was the length. Nearly two hours made for a lot of strange nonsense to take in. The films I made were kinetic, with frequent bursts of quick editing between longer sustained.