The only problem was that there were a couple of things on the floor right beside where her son was on the bed.When she got beside her son she stopped...dead in her tracks as she couldn't help but stare at her son's wonderful cock as it was an inch longer and a bit thicker than her husband's. All she could think of was that wonderful cock, it was big and hard and being wasted just standing there like a marvelous flagpole. Gingerly she reached out and lightly touched it without thinking.Her son’s. “Hi, Shelly. We don’t have but a few minutes before show time, but Jerry and I wanted to come by and look the new contract over.”“YES ... OH I’M SO GLAD I GET TO MEET BOTH OF YOU! Please, forgive me for being so nervous. Of all the celebrities we’ve had here in the past two years I’ve been here, you two are absolutely the most beautiful people I have ever seen.“Jerry, I have one of your photographs and I would give anything to have you and Sherry autograph it for me... “What I would like for. You will also find how grateful the ladies are when your virtuosity brings them to a crescendo." Gervase flashed his watch. "This Rolex is the proceeds of about two months of string playing."I flashed my 'Rolex.' "This Rolex is the proceeds from a barrow in Petticoat Lane." He nearly spilled his pint laughing.Gervase Brazen had been an escort for just over a year, and he filled me in on all the aspects of being a successful, and well paid, 'companion'. The first thing I learned was to never to. My eyes were glued to it, examining every detail of her drawn body with a familiar longing. It was the same kinda longing I felt for Ashley, and that alone angered me even more, but I wasn’t going to destroy my ticket to glance at her body whenever I wanted.The door happened to bust open at that point and I whirled around to see Izzy leaning up against the wall. My jaw hit the ground when I saw her look. Skin tight jeans and a tank-top that made her boobs practically fall out of it, ditching.