“Brandon I can’t seem to get past this last part, I've done everything else.”“Well let me see what you got here.” I said sliding into the se...t she had just vacated. “Oh ok you’ve done all that is needed I can take it from here. By the way here is the info I retrieved for you while at my truck.”“Thank you”With that she swayed off looking to be headed back to the master. Boy was she ever curvy; whoever was hittin’ that would have to be heavy on the brakes while traveling that road. I finished. The smell of alcohol is strong on her breath.‘You ok, Mommy?’‘Yes, dear, I’m fine, ‘ you answer as you close the door behind us. ‘Sit on the bed.’ You have my pjs in your hand, but in no rush to pass them to me. Instead, you gaze at my cock, which immediately causes it to harden. I struggle to stop its growth, however as you continue to stare I can’t stop it. I cover it with my hands, but you pull them away. I could fight you, but I love you looking at it. It’s been one of my fantasies for a. She and I did things that were familiar to me, but seemed a little more about Happy than me. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the hell out of them, it just seemed that she was in charge. I remembered her as being vocal and demanding almost.Somewhere in the night I had a memory of Mark and I being involved with one of the women. Then I remember seeing Happy sitting in a chair watching. She suddenly said my turn and then the woman change from Lucy to Happy. That upset me because I hadn’t realized. The table was up against one wall with a carafe of coffee, cream and sugar and cups next to it. There was also a box of Dunkin’ Donuts sitting half empty next to the carafe, another box under it. The room was musty with that rarely used smell basements often get that was part mold, part old boxes, part old books, all overlaid by the faint scent of concrete. A box of bibles thrown haphazardly in a corner suggested the basement was beneath a church and the crucifix on the wall confirmed it. St..