It's well known that Mrs. Jefferson runs the best kitchen in town, bar none. I dare say that there are few restaurants in this city that can approach ...er cuisine."Charlotte blushed and stammered, "You're too kind, Mr. Richards." Jeff, please." And I'm Charlotte."We fell to with a will. After consuming the feast in question, we adjourned to the study for drinks, coffee and, perhaps, desert.Jeff and Shari accepted cognacs with thanks. Jeff smiled and patted his stomach ruefully. "I have," he. At this point, I had absolutely no idea of what I was doing. I was sitting next to my mother with my hand between her legs rubbing her pussy. This was wrong on so many levels, yet my mother felt totally at ease. She reached across with her right hand and softly began to rub my erection. I had never felt anything before in my life that felt that good. She continued to softly use her fingertips to run the length of my shaft creating an incredible sensation. “Put your hand inside my panties,. ”“I was a standard artist until I learned computer graphics in college. I draw, paint in oil and acrylic, and occasionally sculpt in clay, then cast in bronze. I only sculpt on commission, and they don’t come by too often. I would be very interested in either or both positions, I am not hurting for money, but I need a job for my sanity. My degree is in fine arts with an English minor. Would you like to see some of my works?”“I would love to see some of your work. However, I know I am adjusting. You and the staff are one, and you act and react, but you do not think!" Yes Sister." I replied again, feeling embarrassed now."When you begin thinking, you are only distracting your well trained body, and disconnecting your well honed senses and blinding your finely tuned instincts." I know Sister. I am sorry." Of course you are. Do you trust me River Dambro?" With my life Sister!" I answered immediately and with emphasis."Then trust me when I tell you, learn to do this without thought, learn.