It was the first sleep I had managed for a couple of days so I fell in to a deep sleep. It must have been a couple of hours later when I woke up. It w...s dark outside and it sounded like a car was outside. I heard the engine switch off and the door open and quietly close. There was then the unmistakeable sound of high heels clattering across the pavement. It sounded like the man downstairs had another of his late night visitors. Lucky him I thought and rolled over and fell in to another deep. She walked with me over to the basin, she must have read my mind while I was in the cublicle. The basin was full of warm water and there was soap, a flannel and towel by the side. I was a bit taken aback as she wrung out the flannel and started wiping my face. Her touch was so gentle after the rough treatment I had been getting for the past hour or so. I was really enjoying this, so relaxed as she carried on, moving gradually down my body. When she got to my lower belly I parted my legs for. She looked at the tent in my pants and said, “let that thing get some air, sweetheart, he”s smothering in there! She then went over and on tiptoes, bent over the table, reaching back and pulling the jeans and panties apart, along with the lips of her cunt, which was oozing her grayish cunt lubricant. I didn”t need any more urging, I unzipped my pants, flopped out my 7in cock, which by now was hard enough to drive nails, and drove it to the hilt in mom”s cunt.”oh, God, you don”t know how good. All at once my fingers looked longer, and thinner. By the time my stylist was done I had been there two hours, but it was worth it. My once long hair had been cut and now fell between my shoulders and the base of my head. Wavy on the sides, it framed my face while falling in curls down the back and the reddish highlights gave my hair a glow that was missing before. As I looked in the mirror, all at once, I knew why I was here. Without any force, statement, or direction, mom had allowed me to.