She also greeted me and then turned back to the task at hand.I got hard instantly and I quickly walked across the room and was standing right behind h...r. I glanced down at her ass, and saw that the nightie also clung tightly to her shapely buttocks. Hidden from Peter's eyes by the kitchen isle and his paper, I moved my right hand down the small of Carmen's back and beyond, slightly up to the rise of her buttocks.Carmen's only response was a lightly humming sound.I leaned forward and whispered,. "Camille, could you tell me where the lavatory is?" Lavatory?" Yes, lavatory, bathroom, water closet, loo, head, throne, privy,necessary, outhouse, I don't care what you call it! I need to relievemyself, sweetheart!"The woman cocked her head slightly."I have to pee! If I don't go soon, there's gonna be a puddle on thefloor, darlin'!" Oh." She giggled. "Your covering takes care of that, Alex. It is fullyintegrated with the recovery system." She kept giggling."You mean I can soil myself and this. You take leave of your senses with wave after of pleasure from multiple orgasms. You look me in the eyes and say, “I’m so proud of you baby boy.”Story repeats here:On either my 15th or 16th Birthday, you stand before me in a very unassuming terry cloth robe all wrapped up. You tell me, "Son, you are becoming a man now. I have seen how you look at me when I bend over or lay in bed. I also see that hard on you get when I walk around the house naked or when I’m in my bathing suit.As your mom, I. They are like sharks: circling, waiting. We all need to be extra careful. Never to be alone. never to look back or respond.During this stop they took each of us aside and looked us over. Like we were a hot commodity or something. Coop really liked Gwen, but then, so did all of them.On the other hand, I am not looking so good. My hair is starting to get a fine rats nest and with my new bruise I am less then stellar looking. I do get a nickname. I am not sure this was a good thing. I didn't get.