‘Mary, its so good to see you. Come with me. I think we have something you’ll like.’ She leads Mary over to a table with leather garments of all...shapes and sizes. She holds up a pink halter-top up. Mary looks at me. I shake my head from side to side. ‘No pink. Not a good color for you. How about that blue one.’ The blue shorts are tightly cut up the outside of the thigh and have silver conches up the side. They have a matching under wire top with leather fringe. She hands those to Sally and. I still didn’t accept to their ideas of fucking mom, I knew I couldn’t persuade mom to fuck them. It was time to sleep and we went to sleep. I expected them both to try something so i remained awake. As expected they both got up, i scolded them and tried stopping them but I was no match to them both. They went straight to moms room, I decided to save mom and die. I shouted moms name but she didn’t wake up. Then Suresh told me that they had slipped some sleeping tablet into the milk she drank,. " Your eyes and that bulge in your pants belie your word, be Mr ... Ronson," grinned Sharon with a bit of a leer.Thinking quickly, I added, "Especially if I can have a turn or two with this little piece of ass."By then, the raging boner that was tenting out my pants was even more obvious."My how you talk about me, Mr. Ronson, like I was just a pound of flesh." Well?" I retorted."Don't I have a say in this?" By all means, Sharon, what did you want to say?" Excuse me," interrupted F.J., "but I've. And now…she comes to him. Katherine, his lover, his wife, is purely majestic. As if from a fairy tale, she appears, from nowhere and everywhere all at once, at the entrance to the ballroom, like an angel on a cloud, the face and the body of Venus herself. Truly, breathtaking. Katherine’s voluptuous, brown, curly hair drapes down around her shoulders. Her eyes, pure emerald green, sparkling in the candlelight, match the floor length, flowing gown of the purest satin and lace trimmed in pearls.