I told her that things were well, but explained how Amanda had ditched me that morning, saying she had other plans for the day. Disappointingly, Kendr... told me there was no Sorority event that day, but offered that maybe Amanda just wanted to hang out with her friends and Sorority sisters. The past week had been a rough one and with me monopolizing all of her free time, she hadn't seen her friends in a while.I told her that I hoped so, but then decided to tell her everything. That's what best. What would that taste like?He should be cleaned. But Leyla looked out of it. I could rouse her, make her do her duty as a slut, but ... A mother could help out her son, too.“Come with me,” I told my son, setting the camcorder down on the shelf as I walked to the stairs. I felt my son’s eyes on me, lusting after me the same way the teenage boys I taught math to did. Those same hungry, young eyes.“What are you up to, Mom?” he asked, voice thick and commanding.“Taking care of my son,” I said,. My cock was so hard I could have came right then and there but wanted to save it. Later that evening we went out for supper. She was wearing a silky top, flip flops and a short white frilly skirt with no underwear. She never wears underwear! Since she was wearing a short skirt I noticed a few guys check her out more than once. I couldn’t blame them; she looked so fricken hot! I was so turned on I could hardly wait to get back to the tree house. The sun was down and it was pitch black when we. .. er ... not kidnapped. Right?"I nodded again."OK, what if, at that point in time, if we looked at the code the computer was running, what would we see?" he finished triumphantly.I looked at him blankly. "Uh..." I began."Don't you see? We'd see our code, our 'This erasure brought to you by Brock' signature, but we'd have no idea what it was talking about ... because in our reality, the cop was never born, so we wouldn't have had to write that code!" I ... I think I see," I said hesitantly..