Forbidden sex and all that and I HAVE jerked off thinking about my Mom who is a very good looking woman, hot with a kick-ass body that all my friends ...ive me shit about."Can you fix me up with your Mom?" They ask me."Do you have any pictures of your Mom naked?" They ask."Do you have any of your Mom's underwear we can have?" Shit like that. I've dreamed about situations that have led to just such a thing, but they never went quite like this. And when I didn't think it could get any worse."Move. You fill out thatbathing suit, and my body, nicely."Mason blushed.Oh PLEASE, I thought."Here," Hailey threw a bottle of lotion at Mason. "Why don't you be adoll and lather me up?"Gag me. I don't think I can watch this.Madison placed a chair right next to mine trying to hide in the smallamount of shade the umbrella was providing. We locked eyes and juststared at each other awkwardly for what seemed like forever. I didn'teven know what to say to her. This is the person who stole my body. Sureit's. Her eagerness, her vigor -- it was like a drug.And so, I did nothing. I sought out no mob lawyers for advice on securing fake identification papers. I made no serious investigations of New Zealand's official attitude toward immigrants. I carried on, as best I could, in my new role as 26-year-old man who'd just met the girl of his dreams.After all, I thought, it was possible that all of this was just a dream. But if it was, it was a long, unusually vivid dream from which I didn't ever want to. Think about it; when your parents were going to spank you, did they tell you to take your clothes off, or just drop your pants? Taking them off makes it about sex; pulling them down is about punishment.The silence was suddenly shattered by the sound of Christine's hand landing hard on Amber's ass. I saw Amber's body jerk on the table and her butt muscles clench involuntarily, but she didn't cry out."Count," Christine demanded before slapping the other cheek."One," Amber said loudly."One?".