"W-T-F?" (What the fuck?) I exclaim upon seeing all three of them wearing nothing but thongs."Mother!" Gracie replies. "Remember. Language. Remember o...r house rules. Cussing earns you a spanking."Of course she does not mention that those rules were instituted by my ex-hubby as an excuse to spank either Gracie or me whenever we used four letter words. I just ignore her comment. Neither Henrietta nor Diane pays any attention to her either."Com'on in, slut," Henrietta says. "This is a 'girls only'. Five years later mother and Frank had become an item and she had left the family home and divorced poor daddy, who consoled himself in alcohol, every day going to bed the worse for booze, which made growing up for me, now the woman of the house, grow up quicker and mature in my decision making.Seeing the break-up of my parents divorce put me against such a union, sex for me was a relief valve to the stress and one of daddy's friends a man called Davy, who was exactly double my age, we shared. When a group video option was added, we regularly enjoyed evenings when we would masturbate and fuck together in what I suppose you could call an online orgy.For nearly a year I totally lost my libido, although I received many messages of consolation from our virtual lovers, including invitations by some couples who lived in the UK to stay with them for a weekend of fucking. My road to recovery began one weekend when my thirty-five-year-old daughter was staying with me with my delightful. " We could put a node in the back of your head like we did Frank. You would be able to communicate with any of us just by thinking. The drones will also react to the uniform patches I came up with, so they will be able to tell friend from foe." Ok, can you do that while I sleep tonight?" Sure."I went to my office and found Jessica watching the security feeds. I sat down with her and started sorting through my own feeds. The meltdown area had been evacuated; and there appeared to be a convoy.