The kitchen was clean and the living room tidy, although not with the fantastic, dustproof cleanliness that had driven her before. Her own body had be...n freshened, her hair washed and fluffed with the dryer, and she lay relaxed upon her king-size bed clad in a pale pink negligee that caressed her skin with beguilingly sensuous draperies. Looking up at the ceiling, Lauralee smiled to herself. She felt so--so worldly now, experienced and adept at anything sexual, sure of her sensuous appeal and. Everything was going just fine until Frankie said one thing that seemed tomake Henry cringe. Frankie said something about whether the couple wasreferred to as a transgendered couple. He was discussing the label thecouple would feel comfortable with.Henry got red in the face. He spoke slowly and a little loud as heenunciated every word. He wanted it made perfectly clear to Frankie thatthe book needed to reflect that Henry was a real man, not some faggot orgay. After that, Frankie tried to. Fat Boy kinda blinked at me, then he said somethin' about not knowing who to start with. "Shit," I said. "Start with the one at this end of the line and work your way down. You'll know who you like and who you don't like purty quick." He still stood there with this look on his face like he didn't know what to do, so I walked over to the first chick and said "Turn around and bend over!" When she did, I grabbed Fat Boy and said, "Here, pull out your dick and stick it in that hole. You have fucked. You are now ready for the next step in your mother's reeducation.You sit in the dimly lit bedroom having removed your own clothes waiting for your mother to wake up. "Damn she is one fine looking woman." You tell yourself as you watch her sleep. "She will make a fine trophy that's for sure." Your cock is getting hard already.It is still very early in the morning, the sun still hours from rising and Lois begins to stir. "What's happening? I can't move my arms and where the hell are my clothes?.