It was messy, with an unmade bed and clothes on the floor. His desk had a couple books open, and his laptop was closed on the bedside table. “Your r...om is a mess,” Jenny said, looking around. “Is that really what you want to talk about now?” Mike responded, smiling at her. “I think you need to leave in a couple minutes to go pick up your daughter. Though if you’d prefer, I could have you pick it up for me instead of sucking my cock.”“No, please.” Jenny said, obediently falling to her knees.. Saturday around 5 Wally told her he was going to a friend’s house for the night so he’d see her Sunday at noon. She heard the door slam she went to her room to try on the outfit. Wally was already hiding in the basement waiting for the show to start. The outfit they had gotten her was a pair of light purple boy short at least two sizes too small, the bra was two purple tri angles which only covered her nipples providing they weren’t rock hard. She put the outfit on she looked at herself in the. Finding the right one, she put it in the lock. But why did you have to kiss him? What the hell were you thinking? Tossing her coat, gloves, and scarf on a chair, she went to the fridge in search of something sweet. After a minute, she was sitting down at the table with a small cup of pudding. ‘Just you, then?’ a voice asked from behind her. Donna startled, squeaked in surprise, and spun around. ‘Hannah!’ ‘I wondered if what’s-his-name was coming in for a nightcap,’ she said, as if it was. “I’m home, Mom.”“In the kitchen, Roy.” Amanda’s heart quickened. How could she be so nervous to see her sweet, darling boy? She smoothed out her apron and checked the oven. A couple more minutes on the cake. Roy would just have to be patient.“Hi, Mom.” Roy walked into the kitchen and stood before Amanda. He pulled off his jacket and dropped it on the floor.“Now, Roy, you know I’m going to have to pick that up.” Amanda stepped toward the jacket, but then stopped. “You’re ... such a mess ....