He was using an only slightly disguised camera. It was a high definition camera in a case to make it look like a common cell phone."What," Mike asked ...hen he saw my reaction."Blane Atwood just came in. You know most people look better than their mugshot. Thomas Atwood had been the exception, but blain actually did look better. A whole lot better. If I weren't in town to destroy him, I might have screwed him.I wrapped my hand around the 410 gauge derringer in my coat pocket. If that thing went. I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs, every second vital. I burst into the living room, and ran to the unit with the television in the corner. The router blinked a red, sad light at me. I bent over, pressing the reset button, holding it in for a few seconds before releasing it. I gazed at its stupid, blinking orange light as it rebooted. I heard the door from the kitchen open. Lucy, my housemate, peered round the door. “What the hell are you doing?” “Resetting the box, lost connection,. Mom had hugged me then, and she had felt warm and comfortable. What I hadn’t said then, but had already subconsciously been thinking was: “Why can’t you be the one, mom, even if just for one night?”Eventually I had said it out loud. Nothing had happened until months later, but we had talked about it quite a few times. Mom had not thought the idea to be as weird as I had assumed. “It’s perfectly natural to feel like that, but it’s not something people actually do,” she had initially said.Later. It was my mother Sera. Mom had always shown an interest in my wife. Oh Fuck, Mac when did you come? Mom said as she spotted me. My wife opened her eyes and was looking straight at me with a horrified look in her eyes. She was trying to remove moms head from her cunt which was glistening with my mothers saliva. My mother was trying to cover her large breasts with her hands without too much success. Oh Fuck Mac darling how did you come? said my naked wife , her mouth open wide with shock. I.