Stupid morons who gate crashed my party, laced the fruit punch with vodka then forced Mum to stiff coke were the problem. High on coke she got gang ba...ged by six of those same morons and when Dad and I discovered her she was almost naked spread over a builder,s wooden work horse passed out with guys still fucking her and semen covering most of her body. Dad chased them off with his fists and threats of calling the police though that would have been embarrassing as she was supposed to be a. My mother and I were different, more and at the same time less. My mother's life was centered by my father: not as a satellite but as if he were her anchor. I suspect it had to do with her past; my mother's reaction to my Pill relationship with Cheryl was confirmed it.My mother let me go my way on almost everything. There was only one thing that she quietly insisted or bargained with me for. If my mother had one love other than my father, I would have to say it was music. She wanted piano. She's got a twenty-two kilo dumbbell in each hand. She powers through three sets of ten lifts. She moves to the arm curl bar (twenty-five kilos, three sets of ten) the vertical pull down machine (three sets of ten repeats, sixty-five kilos on the weight stack) and rounds off with three sets of triceps dips with twenty repeats in each set.Whilst this body-building tour de force has been going on, I have been trying to carry out my own programme, but I can hardly keep my eyes off her. I am not. Callaway reached into his pocket, pulled out a roll of hundred-dollar bills, peeled off ten of them, and handed them to Abby. She took the money, went into the bathroom and put it in her makeup case. When Abby came out of the bathroom, she had removed her nighty. She was completely nude when she walked back into the room.Abby walked up to Callaway, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on his lips. When she broke the kiss, she stepped back and said, “Am I what you expected?”“You’re far.