He asked us to wait until he finished eating. Since we were free, we were okay with it. He took us between 2 buildings and placed a big plastic sheet ...n the floor. He sat there and started eating, and I sat before him. But it was difficult for my sister as she was wearing a miniskirt.Since nobody else was around, she somehow managed to sit on the floor next to me. Once he started eating, he kept staring at my sister’s cleavage. I whispered in my sister’s ears that he was staring at her boobs. I. Norma now got up on the bed and sat facing him. "Now spread your legs a little," she said as she stretched her legs out toward him and began pushing herself forward in his direction."What are you doing, mom?" Bobby asked puzzled."Just be patient - you'll see. " Norma then raised her right leg and laid it over Bobby's left thigh while moving her left leg under his right thigh. "Now move just a little toward me, darling."Still not knowing what his mother was up to he did as he was told and moved. She’s young, early 30/s, blonde, attractive (36C-26-34) and really likes old black men. Funny how I wound up here, an old white guy, also married, traveling 2000 miles for this meeting. I must be crazy…but then again this one may well be worth it. You see I feel attractive women are meant to be possessed…not used, possessed. They are meant to serve and through that service they find the pleasure in life they seek. They crave being controlled and I provide that. But hey, that’s another story,. There was that distorted, 'trying to catch up, ' sound to it. Then I recognized it. It was a slow steady beeping sound. Something in my brain said 'hospital and then other sounds crashed in. The soft whisper of ventilation, distant voices, a television set, and at least two radios set on different stations.There was a sensation of light low on the horizon and I realized it was just the bottom of my eyelid as it tried to open. Instead of black, everything was now a deep, smoky, gray. My eyes.