" Garcia grimaced at the thought. Some men settle for so little when there was so much more!"Neither do I!" Dawson answered. "Maybe I'll give him a ha...d -- though I'd rather do it all by myself," Dawson chuckled again."Undoubtedly, so would Martinez!" came the unsympathetic reply.The knockout drops in Jill's coffee would insure her sleep for the next seven or eight hours. The unsuspecting girl would awaken in the luxurious hacienda that was the principal resident of her Colombian benefactor.. The story is, she?s in rehab, again, then goes back for a ?refresher? every month or so.??And the moron???When the bimbo is ready, Federline is ours.??So, what?s the plan???Mom?s going to make sure she?s out of it, we put her in the van and take her to the old storage place. The second basement we fixed up for the private club won?t be open for another week or two, plenty of time! But remember, Mom doesn?t know what we?re going to do, so be cool, look professional, no groping or shit till. Carol called and said that theclient was here. I rose and took her hand when she arrived and then hadher sit in one of my client chairs. She said that although she knew thatboth my cousin and I would work the case, she preferred talking to me.She was about 25 and dressed very conservatively. She wore no makeup, soit was hard to tell, but I imagined she would be quite pretty if shetried. I told her that all communications were confidential, since ouroffice worked under the auspices of my. She was running her fingers through my hair. She got up and got off the bed. Languidly she took off her saree and her petticoat, which she carefully put away on a side stool.In her fresh white panties, she came back and lay beside me. I had nothing much to take off. I took the lungi off my waist and threw it aside. I was in my undies, the hard cock outlined clearly under it. We kissed once again, and then I pulled her panties off as she pulled my undies off.There we were, mother and son, nude.