She saw me and an immediate smile came across her face. “Let’s get out of here, Jesse!” She grabbed my hand and dragged me to her car. I got int... the passenger seat and off we went. She drove to the local shopping mall and parked the car. I asked what we were doing at the shopping mall, and all she did was smile, grab my hand, and walk into one of the anchor stores. Once we got in there she led me to the lingerie area and started looking at matching bra and panty sets. I thought this was really. That had happened a few years ago. Since then Kevin often called his mother to his work or to random bars and stores near his home. He'd always instruct her to dress slutty. Kim dressed like a prostitute. She would often show up wearing scandalously short shorts that showed half her flesh ass and deep cut blouses that showed too much cleavage. She expecially liked to wear her one-piece dresses that had a little patch of cloth covering her wide ass and vagina and thin boob-tubes. The mother and. Once I assured myself that everything was ok, I walked over to the storage bin and pulled out my exercise bands."What are those," Billy asked?"Exercise bands. My Dad taught me this a long time ago. A set of free weights would be too bulky and heavy to store on the rig; so he came up with these bands. They hook onto the truck right over here; you grab them like this and do your workout as if you were lifting weights. The greater the number of bands, the greater the resistance, it's like lifting. "Okay, we're going to get a look at what our sensor platforms have to tell us, but let's meet back here in fifteen minutes. That'll give everyone time to get washed up, brush their teeth, the usual. Meet us in the main dining room."We all got together in the dining room at the designated time. I had everyone take a seat."Ava?" I asked out loud."Yes Dave?" a silky smooth female voice said from nowhere."Opaque the windows, please." Yes, Dave." Came the reply. At the same time the floor to ceiling.