We talked for quite a while. People were occassionaly coming and going from the basement. There was music playing downstairs. Didn't think much of it.... At one point a guy a guy came up half dressed and had to go. My girlfriend really wanted to go down to check out what was happening. I felt out of place but went with her. The lower level was dark and had some good music playing. There were two couches - on on each side of the room. In the middle there were about 5-6 guys.. Being serviced by two. The two wetbacks startedlaughing. One of them pulled me back away from her, and hispartner took my place, suckling Moms tits, drinking hermilk. When had his jollies, he stepped back, flashed hisknife again at Mom and I, as if we needed reminding, andlet his partner take his place. This one, while he wasnursing at her breasts, was also groping her ass. Mom could not help responding, despite the fear anddanger. I could see the color of her face change fromterrified white to a deep ruddy color. . She inhaled deeply to catch the scent of the freshly-cut grass. She loved that smell. It made her feel fresh and clean like right after a shower.Her sister and brother were away at some silly game. She has happy to be alone and have some peace and quiet. She loved them dearly but sometimes they could make her feel so vexed.“Thank goodness school is finished and I have the whole summer to be free!”That was her unspoken thought as she stretched out on the pretty beach towel with the family of. “That is very mature of you,” she said.“It was something my father told me,” I said, smiling softly at the memory.“Your father was a very spiritual man?” she asked.“Very,” I emphasized.“I think he raised a very wonderful son,” she encouraged.“Yes,” I thought to myself, “I was the living legacy of my parents. Don’t fuck it up,”I chuckled at the thought. Risa wanted to know what was so funny, so I explained it to her. She didn’t find it as funny as I did, but told me that it was another great.