I sat slumped on the bed, then eased onto my side as my head touched the soft pillow.Bill came over and pushed my dress up high, far enough to show my...stockings and garter belt, that held them up.'Jesus fuck Mariel', he exclaimed, 'You are one fucking hot little girl', and as he commented on what he was looking at, he pushed his hand into my crotch, pulling my panties to one side, noting I had shaved and my lips were like the little girl I was.'I must piss babe, before I fuck you', and he went. Something or someone had just come crashing down on his bed. For a few moments, he didn't know what to do. At last he got a whiff of his mother's erotic perfume and realized she had mistakenly gotten into his bedroom. Sitting up, he cautiously reached over and gently touched her. Then he got a whiff of her breath and knew that she was drunk. Feeling for her shoulder to shake her awake, his hand brushed over her soft, yielding breast and he felt a fiery tingle of sexual excitement course through. I want you to think about us.”“I will and it will be happy thoughts.”She kissed me lightly and then stood. She reached down and pulled me up. I stood next to her and embraced her pulling her close. “Good night, Rachel.”“Good night, Gerald.”I left after a few more kisses. In the morning, my mother asked, “Is having Rachel stay overnight in our guest room okay with you, Gerald?”“Yes, Ma’am.” I then did a double take. “Have the sheets been changed?” I looked horrified.My mother grinned. “Yes, son.. Nothing. She slid her hands down in-between the sheets ... no sign of the panties. "His dresser drawer, maybe?"Jennifer went to Ryan's dresser. She didn't intend to rifle through his drawers, though it crossed her mind. She really didn't want him to know his mother had come snooping. She pulled each drawer open and took a visual overview. She would have gone further if she saw any sign of what she was seeking. But she did not. After checking every drawer in the dresser, she did the same with.