"Oh, which one of them do you think should go to the bathroom with her?" he asked."Surely the U.S. Marshall Service would be happy to transport her?" ... suggested."Simpson you two are going period. Take that big black Caddy SUV we confiscated last month from the meth dealer. Do not lose her." Webster cautioned us."Chief Deputy, I really think that Simpson would be happier with one of the boys," I suggested."Are you implying that Simpson is gay?" Webster asked, with an almost straight face."I did. I was still blindfolded. They gave me a heavy suitcase to carry.“Straight ahead to my ‘studio,’” I heard Rebecca say. She had her hand behind me and was pushing me towards wherever we were going. “I can’t believe you get to rent it for $50 a month,” said Jacqui.We walked maybe twenty steps. Then one of them slid open a metal door. They walked me inside. They took off the blindfold, and by the moonlight I saw that we were in what looked like an abandoned warehouse. Both women were wearing. After saying that she was again started doing that same work by showing her cleavage.Mom: Okay! Go to the bathroom and fresh up. I’ll make you tea.Me: Okay!Without even thinking, I got up from the sofa. Then only I realized that I have a huge tent in my trouser. As I was little sleepy, without any hesitation I moved towards the bathroom. But my mother looked at the tent and then she realized that what I am actually looking at. She covered her mouth and smiled naughtily.This was the first. "Get your damned clothes on, Lowry." She was so pissed, but I could still she her looking at my cock. I knew that look from many women in my past. She liked what she was looking at. Anyway, that could wait. I got dressed and we all sat down there in the living room.It took almost all night but the story of our separate lives was talked over and examined and we all learned about our lives from the time of the divorce until now. When Mom asked Wynter how her father, Stephen, was, Wynter blushed.