His name was Julian, and he seemed very interested in putting our pictures on a website called 4chan.“That’s Justin’s mom behind us,” the othe... boy who was named Tyler said.“No way? She isn’t like a webcam actor or something you hired?” Tyler turned around and drank in my nudity while I remained at his feet. “Your mom is hot, bro!” was his assessment. They both still seemed skeptical I was really his mother. It was definitely shocking, and I understood that.“Thank you, sir,” I answered. He wanted more of her, and she knew it.She had him exactly where she wanted him now. Bound to the bed, unable to move or see what was coming next. The thrill, excitement of the unknown titillated Jack a little.He could hear her still in the room, as his head searched for her but the scarf was double folded to block any view but a slight lightness shining into his eyes."What's going on?" he asked."I'm here, babe. I'm just getting naked!" she answered. It was a lie, sort of.The door to Jack's. All that stiff police composure crumbling. "Renee. I just don't know what to do." I reach out and pull him towards me. I love his muscular shoulders and the strength I feel in his back. I look at him bravely smiling, trying to give me strength. Jack gently takes me in his strong arms pulling me into his chest. "It's all happening so quickly. She's alive, but in critical condition."I love his body and look forward to being close to him.I wince with the sudden pain. I push him away. "Oh, Jack.. But she was not to have it. Not yet she wasn’t. She wanted to walk up to him. She wanted to rest her hands on his wonderful manly chest but felt she couldn’t do it yet. Still she said “Sit down, sit down Marshall.” Somehow she was able to ease his big tall frame over to her table and get him to sit down. “I can easily cook you up some ham and eggs as well. Here, take off your hat while I do that” and she got him to ease the good looking guest to her table and when he did, he sat down and pulled.