Lowering his voice, he asked “Planning on dressing like you used to on date nights?”Jessica’s eyes snapped open. Her youngest son had remembered...how she had told the boys about how she had dressed for date nights with their father, varying from sexy to slutty. “Exactly!” she answered. Andrew glanced over at Uncle Jack and smiled, and then nodded. He followed the others out the door.Jessica called out to Andrew before he could leave. “Oh, honey, what are you going to do if your regular. .. ," there was a string of Latino that I made a note to learn from her as soon as I could. Good cuss words that wouldn't get me in trouble at home were hard to come by."Okay, Missy, I owe you one get outta jail free card," Maria, my lover -- well, one of my lovers -- went on to my bestest forever friend. "You did it. I don' know how, but you did it!"Missy blushed prettily. "Actually it was my mom who found the parts." Your mom did this? For me?" Missy's mom was not one of my fans."Oh, Dee,. " She looked surprised at my appearance - especially the supporting wrap I wore acros my chest to immobilize my collarbone and arm. "Sorry for how I look...I am recovering from an accident," I said. "Oh...I'm so sorry," she said, "Are you Ms. Gale's son?", she asked. I told her who I was and that Gloria was caring for me as I mended. "I understand," she said, "I had better get to work."She went upstairs and began dusting and vacuuming, and I decided to lay back in bed to not overtax my. Was Ms. J just tormenting me? Or was she playing fair and pure luck was deciding my fate?Again the countdown, again the beep, again “One more minute.” I didn’t know if I could take it much longer. Should I back away from the edge and possibly miss my chance to cum or risk a climax without permission?“Thirty seconds… ten seconds…” I don’t remember hearing the beep, but my mind may have blanked it out.“Too bad, hands off,” Ms. J announced the final random result. “Pack up and go.”My slick swollen.