. sweetie, wake up. It's already pass 2:00 in the afternoon." I slowly opened my lids and rubbed my bleary eyes. Sitting beside me in her short pink n...ghtie was my mom."Kevin, we need to talk." My eyes latched on to her mouth watering tits jutting out against her nightie. They looked so inviting and suckable. She caught my glance and covered herself up."Oops, sorry about that." She nervously smirked. "Kevin... I know you saw me with your brother last night. And... I want to explain that to. It involves Mrs Romano. Who, I believe, has some substantial deposits here. I have the original Will and Death Certificate and here is my passport. I need the accounts changed over to my name please. Here is a certified copy of the documents for your records.”“Sorry but we need to keep the original for a week to effect the change.” he advised.Taking the originals back, Helena then stated “Well lets close the accounts and I will have a bank cheque now. I’ll wait for you to write it out now. None. Environmental Supplies, a Martian owned company, manufactured both models and all other biosuits used on Mars. Looking at them, Will piped up. "Well no one will have any trouble finding us if we get lost."Tym promptly replied. "Fuckin' aye. That's the whole idea. If your communication and homing gear go down, search and rescue can still find you. You dawgs need to buy the one day pack. We only rent the suit, not the supplies.'David asked. "What is the one day pack?" It's the fuckin' supplies. As much as I would have loved to let you finish in me, if you had then I’d be dripping all morning and leaving a trail everywhere I went, or sat. This way you got to finish in something warm and wet, and I don’t have to worry about leaving a slime trail everywhere.”“Ah, good point. I’ll remember that in future. Of course, a normal girl could just have worn some underwear and a pad or something, but you’re not allowed to do that.”She chuckled, and said, “Can’t violate the slut dress code..