But after that, I understood she also has a slutty side in her. That time I decided to my mom as my slut. Then, I started reading more and more storie... to get ideas. Then I stopped wearing my boxers at home. I used to roam shirtless with only my shorts on. She started to notice it.I used to get a nice view of her cleavage I used to get a hardon. I was not hiding that erection because I wanted my mom to notice it. Then slowly as days passed she started noticing my erection. She used to smile at. People arrived singly, in pairs, or in groups. Some may have started the fun earlier at other places. All okay, of course.After a large enough group had gathered, and everyone had finished their desired libation, we got down to the business at hand, to coin a phrase. Everyone took off their clothes. We had gay men, mostly with hard bodies, lesbians, mostly with very fine bodies, straight guys, staring at all the titties and cunts around them, and bi-sexuals trying to decide who to focus on. She then turned to the last page and looked at the sketch of the guy in her dreams. She was no artist, but had drawn a pretty good image of him. Guiding her pencil carefully, she added a little more detail to the drawing.This couldn't just be chance, she thought. Both he and the temple were in the dream together, and that had never happened before. There had to be a connection, but what was it? she pondered.She was so lost in thought that she didn't hear Kim enter her room."You want breakfast,. She noted, "These are prepaid orders, if I understand this stuff. Moreover, every one of the LCs is on an American bank. As I understand it, we ship the stuff. When it's received in Mexico, the LC is released and we have our cash. Right?" Right! Then I went to Caracas, and the same thing happened, only more so. They have more money and more big US-built cars. We haven't totaled it all, but it could total almost as much as the first Kaga order!"Just then there was a knock at the door, and Sandy.