She liked getting them turned on, and I was okay with it. I thought she could teach them how to be good lovers, so they would make good husbands. In f...ct, I would not have had a problem with her teaching the boys sex, if it came around to that.I was in the security business. There had been a rash of rapes and robberies in my neighborhood, and I decided to put mini cameras in all of the rooms and motion detectors around the outside. I didn't think I was overdoing paranoia, because our next door. It was unfair of me, because Mum was always very good to me and I loved her as much as any teenager will admit to loving their Mother.We sat together watching TV after dinner and after a while Mum asked me what was wrong. Initially I said that nothing was wrong but, of course, She could see I was lying and kept asking me questions until I told Her that I was miserable at school and wanted to leave because I was being bullied. On making this admission I burst into tears, which seemed to shock. ” I replied, I’m hungry.“Come on Sandra, come and give us a twirl and do that standing splits to prove that you’re not shy.” Zack said.I sighed then walked to the middle of the room and did what Zack had asked.“Jeez,” One of the unknown guys said, “look at that clit. I bet that that gives you a lot of pleasure Sandra.”“I’m jealous.” One of the girls said.I stayed on one foot for as long as I could while some more, similar coments were made then I lowered my other leg and said,“There, satisfied?. I reached to the liquor cabinet and retrieved a spectacular potion I'd intermixed for special occasions, a third-quart of grain alcohol with white wine, the taste disguised by a few drops of tobo oil as I'd learned while stationed in Turkey.I pulled 3 wine glasses from our cupboard and poured; and although they kept insisting they'd drunk enough, I kept pouring their glasses full. And when we were later sitting in the floor and talking, my back to a wall and their backs against the couch, I.