Thank God, Kenny was there to make sure there was no problem. He had tipped Kenny twenty for the assist and knew that he'd have to lay low for a few d...ys until the visiting longshoreman went back home. He continued counting and was pleased to see he made seven hundred and thirty seven dollars. Not bad for an evening's work. Next, he opened the ledger to account for each dollar. He allocated 20% in tribute to Mistress for the honor of serving her. That's $148. Another 20% to Christine and. I don't want to. There is something about the idea of watching your mother..." she muttered. I nodded agreement.I went off and showered and cleaned up, taking my time, then checked in with the team in the other room. Red answered; Mike and Alisha were cleaning up. "So, what is Brother Parsons doing?" I asked."Arranging a demonstration for outside the hotel at nine o'clock," Red chuckled. "I figure we'll give them a few minutes to draw a crowd, then we'll have a black and white pull up and ask. "Now you try it, John," Dan said. I passed. It was too gross for me. "As you wish," Dan said, and then they fed each other the rest of their food that way, Mom obediently swallowing everything Dan gave her. In the end, Dan took some orange juice and dripped it into Mom's mouth, making her swallow. After breakfast we took the car and went to the supermarket. Dan had to buy something from the electronics store, and after that we went for a ride on the highway, smoked some weed, and delivered a. Amanda closed her mouth and watched him intently. As he grew close, she tried to muster up one last bit of defiance in her eyes. It failed when he placed his hands gently against her sides and slid them very slowly down and around the curve of her hips. Even under the water, the soap seemed to cling to her, making his touch extremely sensuous.But not sexual. Not yet. He made no move to touch her in any intimate areas. His hands drew upwards, along her sides and under her arms, yet avoided her.