Then came the voice, Philip James are you ok? I answered that I was fine and I will be out in a minute. She yelled at the top of her voice, If you don...t get out this instant I will come in there myself and get you. I knew by her tone that she meant ever word, so I pulled the elastic down till it was strapped in standing straight up. As I pulled the zipper up I remembered the time I got it caught half way and was screaming in pain. She felt sorry for me, made me stop crying and to this day she. There were only 2 bouncers working and the bar had about 500 people in it. Some of the girls that went to the bar did not like Sierra. She was the hottest Shooter Bitch around and their boyfriends constantly talked about her. The girls thought on this particular Thursday night they would teach her a lesson. They paid the bouncers off to go home sick. That way there would be no one around to protect the girls that worked there. The nastiest girl made up a sign that said any of the guys there. Then she pulled a paperback book that had no cover out of her back pack and started reading it. As she did so, she was again swinging her foot and leg back and forth. After about 5 minutes of this, she started swinging her leg more forcefully and with more speed, but stopping every 20 seconds or so. This faster pace continued for another 5 minutes or so. Then, she quickly looked around but then went back to reading and swinging her foot. She was holding the book in her right hand, but then. How could any decent woman feel sexual desire for her own son? she wondered."I... I'm sorry, Mom," Billy apologized. He grabbed a towel from the rack, swiftly wrapped it around his waist and edged past her into the hall. "I guess I'm getting into bad habits while Kenny's away. I'll remember to lock it next time." Billy disappeared into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Kathy leaned against the bathroom wall and took a deep, quivering breath. The image of her c***d's huge, man-sized.