I decided going in to this, that since there was no way my son could ever find out it was me, that the rules were different. Not sure what my limits w...uld be, but I wasn't setting any. I was hoping that his sex life sucked as bad as mine.I texted my son Daniel pretending to be a girl in his school, that I'd gotten his number through a friend and I knew who he was. But I didn't want him to know who I was, and I wanted to know more about him, or guys in general. His answer shocked me.Sorry babe,. Fifteen minutes later I was sitting on their couch, again with a gal on each side of me, squeezing me between them with their shoes of, feet on the couch, taking turns feeding me shots.Within twenty minutes the three of us had downed three quarters of a bottle of wodka and both my hands had each found a spot on an ass. There was a lot of giggling and Samantha put another shot to my lips something went wrong and she spilled it al over me, there was a very noticeable wet spot running from my. I put on dark blue panties. They were sheer in the frontand had little bows stitched around the leg and waist. I had on amatching embroidered underwired full cup bra. With the corset and thebra, my bustline looked amazing. I slipped on a Navy blue floral button-up split dress, with a slight slit at the front showing off my legs. Thehem came just below my knees and the dress clung to my curves. It wasvery sexy but also demure. Maggie didn't want me standing out too muchat the picnic so I had to. It only took a few minutes to drive the mule directly over the ridge to the camp, Kat at the wheel and Bob riding passenger with the rifle across his lap. A couple minutes more and they had everything they could find loaded on the back. Kat driving again, they headed straight back towards the town, avoiding the back side of the ridge where Vega's co-conspirators were probably waiting. This time, across his lap, Bob carried a heavier weapon, designed for squad support and fire suppression. He.