Something else must have caused my mother to call me up in the middle of the night - begging me to return to her. Never had I heard her sounding so de...perate... so pathetic.Charlotte came up behind mom - also dressed to perfection - wearing a wide very happy smile of her own. The three sets of female eyes were looking at me expectantly, happily.Mom broke the minute-long awkward silence by motioning to Charlotte, "Take your brothers bag up to the room honey."Charlotte jumped forward, her eyes. I watch her beautiful body move gracefully to the door. All the male patrons watch her every movement. I can't blame them, she's so striking. Watching her, I wonder what she meant by wanting to have sex with me? We're both girls! After finishing my coffee, I return home and wake mom. She's in a good mood. She suggests we go window-shopping at the mall. She calls a neighbor, who has a son Robbie's age, to see if she will keep an eye on him while we are away. Mom tells me to find Robbie, tell him. We made eye contact a few times and laughed like shy kids. I lifted Angela up and held her firmly by her moist hips. I had her bouncing up and down on my dick, enjoying every second of her pussy. She screamed in an agonizing yet pleasurable pain. I was about to slow it down, but she demanded me not to stop. Angela loved the dick I gave her. Randall had Sue in the doggie-style position giving her every inch of his dick. Randall sweated so profusely like a determined athlete. He spanked her ass,. Another bonus might be a possibility, but that seemed especially generous since they’d already given Cayuse and me $200. Well, one way to find out.As I walked down State, I was still impressed with what the locals called Fun House Street. Those angled mirror-like windows.Suddenly John Wesley Harmon stepped out of a storefront doorway about 15 feet in front of me, raising his pistol.As always, time slowed down; I saw everything in an instant of clarity. Knew without thinking the two things I had.