She sighed in exasperation, and then unbuttoned the shirt and slipped it off her shoulders before tossing it aside. ‘You don’t mind, do you, darli...g? It’s just getting in the way …’ I studied her bra – it was just a skimpy pale blue lace affair that only just contained her nipples, which anyway were visible in shadowy outline through the thin lace, and my penis hardened until it was completely rigid. Mum soaped my arms and shoulders, then moved down to my legs. Inevitably, her arm brushed. Brushing my robe from one shoulder I trailed my hand down my neck and over my collarbone, running my fingers across the skin as I watched my eyes in the mirror. I moved my other hand up my thigh and between my legs, imagining him with me, watching me. I sighed as my fingers touched my damp panties. My eyes drooped half closed as I parted my legs, the hand at my neck moving down, into my bra to cup the firmness of my breast in my hand. The robe slid open, revealing the matching black. She was thrusting her stomach forward but I couldn't see what else was there. I could hear mom though and knew that she was involved, and knew this was something I wasn't supposed to see. At that moment, Margie glanced up and caught sight of me beyond the door. I froze. She continued thrusting and slowly brought her right hand to her breast and started massaging, pulling her own nipple. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and found myself unable to move. Perhaps emboldened by my. As we walked down the hallway, I noticed a heavy metal door with a keypad on it.“I wonder what’s inside there?” I thought to myself.I ordered drinks and people (vampire?) watched at the club, and then wandered around.I ran into Chelsea and grabbed a snack from her.I declined fucking her, much to her dismay.I noticed that I didn’t see Liz tonight, but at one point I saw Raven talking to Steve and looking in my direction.Raven gave me a nod and waved me over. I pushed my way through the crowd.