Mr. Piotrowski had decided on a color change. The house was now going to be a pale cream, with ice white trim, and dark reddish brown shutters. Scott ...hought it was going to be a very handsome house when they were finished.They painted for two days, and they were ahead of schedule when Scott had to report for his Thursday shift at Mendoza's. By the time he got back to Mr. Piotrowski's that afternoon the painters were finished.Bo was cleaning brushes out behind the house."You guys are finished. “What happened?” Alana asked Tabatha, suddenly appearing much calmer. “You and Elaine ... What ... No, I know what you did. I want to know why!”The pale redhead turned to include her blond collaborator. “I saw something happening to New Eden. I don’t know what it was. It was terrifying. I’ve never seen anything like it. You told me to seal the wormhole. I could see in your mind that sealing the wormhole was the only way to save New Eden from what I was witnessing. So ... I ... I did it.” Tears. We had no idea we were going to meet my future Master. I received many replies to my posting. Most were the generic "You sound good. Let's meet" kind of reply that are not worth responding to. Others included dick shots, but that's not what we were interested in. One reply did stand out. It said:"My name is Mr. Johnson. I am an attractive, professional, muscular black Dom. I know what you want and I can provide the experience that you are seeking. I have met couples like you before and I know. Can I now return to getting you a coffee and some breakfast?" Yes, thanks Mom."It hadn't even been twenty four hours and I had already lost count of the number of times that I had fucked my mother and she had sucked me. There were also the times she had fucked and sucked my father and the other men in front of me. My mother was definitely a nymphomaniac and a slut.We both sat naked at the kitchen table drinking our coffee. I kept glancing at my mother's naked body and reached over and squeezed.