She had, however, been served the following day at about the same time planned for the day before. Crossed signals. Well, whaddya gonna do.The house p...one and the utilities would all be dead in a few days. I'd arranged it that way. I'd left them on on purpose, that, to guarantee that she'd get home and see the place and have time to digest what she saw. She had, Janis Hickok had the proof.I'd kept my cell. Not so I could catch her calls, but because it was inconvenient for me to change numbers.. “Merry Christmas,” she said, tweaking the nipples of her heavy breasts and then slipped a hand over her tummy down to her pussy. She pulled the hood from her clit and spread her cunt lips with her fingers. Her pussy was glistening wet and swollen. She hasn’t come yet and when I looked into her dark eyes all I could see was naked lust. Damn, don’t they ever get enough? I thought. Well, I couldn’t let America down. I had to pleasure her.I knelt before her spread legs and started to kiss and lick. She is pissed! I told her how hard it would be to get the suit on, but I guess she didn’t believe me. Now she has it on and it basically just looks like she’s wearing an Olympic speed skater uniform with the crotch and chest cut out. Against my instructions, she’s wearing bra and panties under the sports bathing suit I provided for her as part of the costume. For my purposes, it doesn’t matter but it still pisses me off. She notices the cap in my hands and asks, ‘Does that stupid looking cap go. I stopped and did a double take. There was my mother in the arms of a much younger woman, lip-locked. The younger woman looked like she was sculpted from a piece of granite yet smooth as silk. She had a long, blonde ponytail that swished when she turned her head to greet me.Mom, of course, blushed deep red, trying to form words to explain what was obviously going on. The girl walked over to me, her eyes bright and blue looking me over as if I were her next meal. It felt sort of creepy yet.