After a few months working for BR I was sent to Cardiff for training. The guys there weren't any different from the ones in the dept that I worked in... Every mess room had heaps of European porn mags. Cardiff, famous for rugby and it's castle, also had a soft porn theater, called the Prince of Wales. It was right in the heart of the city, just 5 minutes walk from the main railway station and right besides a main shopping street.One pay day a group of fellow workers suggested going along. Making sure he took in the full view of his naked mother's body; he mumbled that he was going over to his mate's house and would not be back till late and as he turned to leave she was sure she heard him mumble something about fixing that sexy body when he got home.The interruption caused Joan to suddenly begin to think and what's more she began to realise the folly of her plans; Mother's are not meant to seduce their sons let alone dream of taking them both at the same time. She turned the. "Jessica looked at me a bit concerned. I gave her a little half smile.Theresa wasn't finished. "Did you clean the room out, and vacuum?" Yes, Mother. It's all ready for him." You didn't need to go to any fuss for me," I said.Theresa was pulling me out of the car. She looked me in the eyes and said, "Jessica gave up her room for you to stay in. It was part of the deal."I glanced quickly over to Jessica, before asking, "What kind of a deal?" Never you mind," Theresa said. "Right now you need to. And with Miranda! How could she have kept this from me? Why would she keep it from me?I was so involved in my thoughts and observations that when the hand touched my shoulder, I screamed and jumped up.“It appears you like to watch,” said the man. “I’m sorry, I was just…” But I had no thought on what “just” was. Just passing by? Just in the neighborhood? I had nothing to say. I just looked at him wide-eyed and gasping.The man took my wrist, firmly. “You can get a better look inside.”I.