Ma: Tu mere sath sex karna chahta hai hahaahahaMaine: Haan q nai kar saktaMa: Abhi tu bachcha hai re.Main ye sunkar bola 1 baar mauka do fir dekho mai... kitna bada madarchod hoon.Ma: Chal aaj tere se chudwa k dekhti hoon pata to chale mera beta kitna bada ho gaya hai par ye baat tu kisi ko batana nahi.Maine kaha aap tension mat lo main kisi ko nai bolunga.Uske baad maine Ma ka bra aur panty khola aur kas k ma k boobs ko daba raha tha. Ma ka chcuchi kala aur bada tha. Maine janwar ki tarah unko. "When I heard about this, at first I was like umm... but then I was like, if it's just with mom, then it's like okay."The picture faded away and some artistic text appeared on the screen. It said just: "Emotions".Then another picture appeared, a bedroom awash in romantic lighting. Moody classical music was playing silently in the background. A large double bed with white sheets was the centerpiece of the image. Mom and Emmie were in the room. They were just standing there. The camera showed a. ”“Your mom and dad seemed pretty cool about you having guys in here,” Paul was looking at the bed. Maybe it was left over from previous owners or something? Otherwise what kind of parents would get their sophomore daughter a double bed? King size even. And the room was down a corridor in this big apartment and nowhere near the living room where her parents were, so her parents’ ‘being in’ wasn’t quite how Mia had billed it.“Oh they trust me,” Mia followed his gaze, “and they don’t want to be. Hundreds of them. Selling just about everything imaginable. 'T' Shirts, baseball caps, baskets, tablecloths, carvings, and the list goes on and on. Of course there are the watch stalls. Cheep knock off's; Gucci, Rolex, Tag Hager. You name it, they sell it. And of course we just have to get a matching Rolex each. Just has to be done.We continue to walk around. More and more people come and the place gets really packed. As it's getting near to lunchtime we decide to beat the rush and eat early..