After waiting for 5-10 minutes, a young boy maybe in his early 20s who seemed to be the doctor’s assistant called us in.We went inside and sat in fr...nt of the doctor’s table. The doctor’s name was Dr. Sharma. Dr. Sharma was in his mid-40s, well-built with a mustache.When my mom explained the problem to the doctor, he asked a few basic questions about her health, and next, he asked her to sit on the examination table so that he can run some tests.My mom was looking very sexy. She was wearing. She told me to put the chair right back so that I could not be seen and also gave me a blindfold to wear. Numbly, I did as I was told feeling, even hoping that I was in a dream. We drove for about 10 minutes and as the car slowed and turned I could hear we were on the gravel of a house drive. My wife parked up and came round to my side of the car and led me out, still blindfolded into the house. I had no idea where we were or whose house this was and I was very nervous. She sensed my unease and. . OK ... I will send some emails to some of the hotel magnates I can find. Do you know ‘The Donald?”If he had a drink in his hand, he may have just spilled it or at least spit it out ... he gathered himself and said, “I met him ... once, but there is rumor he may be become a Republican candidate for The President of the United States.”t took a solid minute for our group laughter to subside. Dare I ask, “We have never discussed politics so, I am going to ask, are you both Republican?”Mom. “You NEVER wear panties of any form?”“Virtually, never. Tim doesn’t like them. It restricts our availability.”Mom had come to stand alongside me and Tim. The photographer looked at each of us and ended on Tim. “I see this photo shoot has more realism to it than most who come here. And do you mind? But the three of you. You seem so natural together. Yet, she could be her mother.”Tim laughed. “She is. But all you need to accept is that we are a unit. And the photo shoot is to depict that.