A wide brimmed hat. A beard. Fake moustaches. More than enough stuff to disguise two nude bike riders. To disguise a mother and her son.It was just af...er eleven at night when I finally got home. I'd been in my room for only about five minutes before mom appeared in my doorway. She found me sitting at my desk facing my computer. All I had on were a pair of boxer shorts. I'd been waiting for her. I'd already started up my laptop and opened the home page of the Onancock Nudist Society.Mom didn't. How do you think we get to be parents?’ She seemed a lot more sober than just fifteen minutes ago. Maybe the mild excitement of our conversation had burned away most of the alcohol. She seemed to want to talk now and I certainly owed her time to listen. ‘Well, I know that, but last night was really wild even for a bachelor like me and you guys just seemed so, so …’ ‘Conventional? We were, but everybody has times when the stars align and things happen.’ ‘Dan took me on a Caribbean cruise. He had. "Maybe that'll teach you not to be such an arrogant little bitch!" Nooo, Ed," I whimper. "Whatever it is, don't do it. I'll be good. I promise." "Shut up!" he shouts. "You just wait - you'll get what you deserve. Rex, come here!"I freeze there on the table, as the huge dog gets up and shuffles over to me. Ed grins wider, his eyes shining with anticipation as Rex sits down between my legs, placing his paws on my thighs."My God, no!" I cry. "Don't do this to me! Please!"I feel the dog's cool. She was clearly waiting for me to take the initiative.She let me kiss her, but she didn't actively return it. She just lay there—what—enduring me."What nothing at all from you. You just gonna be like some blowup doll for me to get my rocks off?" I said. She wrinkled her brow and looked over at me."I'm tired okay!" There was that exasperated attitude again."And what about tomorrow morning or tomorrow night. Gonna be the same shit?" I said."No. No. That would be much better. Tomorrow," she said..