‘And I know that deep down, there’s a piece of your subconscious mind that doesn’t want to be my slave. Can you find that piece of yourself, Jay...’ ‘Yes, My Lady.’ Jay knew that he was that piece of self-will, that little tiny part of him that still resisted. Part of him wondered if he wasn’t still under Matilda’s control, if this room wasn’t the illusion and the real him was naked in Matilda’s bedroom, talking to her…but then he took a sip of his instant coffee and grimaced. No illusion could. Al said they were planning on finishing the two frames and getting most of the second set of panels done today."That would be great," I said surprised at their request, "I'm not sure you can get both of those jobs complete in a day but you're welcome to try. This will be at time and a half. I'm getting the best deal out of it as I would rather move a completed frame, rather than raw materials."Betty and Joan were in the kitchen talking to Sue, so I knew something was up there.I wanted to go to. Be a man and nail her once for me, was all he said before closing the door behind him, with Mom still swallowing my schlong. How could he tell me to fuck his own wife! My own mother! Then I looked down and pulled on her platinum wig and realized hed probably been fooled by it as well and didnt know it was her either. It was on securely, but I knew it was fake and it came loose in my hands to show her clips holding down her short brown hair underneath. Mom. I said softly. While I was still hard. And the right guy was right under your nose all along. Right in the next bedroom." I kissed him deeply, then whispered, "You can fuck me any time you want, little brother. Any time at all." "I'll take you up on that but for now, we better split up before Mom and Dad get home. I'm not sure they'd like to see their kids fucking like rabbits." "Right, but I'd sure like to see us fucking like rabbits," I whispered back. With that, he got up, gathered his clothes and gave me a final kiss goodnight..