I said okay.We also decided when and where we would have our session.It was after one week, she called me in the afternoon, and asked to come over to ...er house as she is alone and her parents wouldnt turn up until next day evening.Since it was my week offs, I got ready. While going to her home, I picked up 2 breezers for her and two pint beers for me for tonite.After reaching her home, I opened the gate and parked my bike in the veranda. She heard my bike sound while parking and came to open. Not only were there many of them, but the slaves moved around in herhuge mansion without any attempt to hide their presence, even when shehad visitors. The mansion was placed in an upscale neighborhood, on alarge piece of land but was nonetheless plainly visible from the road. The slaves were all heavily feminized males, none younger than abouttwenty-two and none older than thirty. Mommy liked her slaves young, butwith a relatively solidly established sexuality and that sexuality hadto be. It could have been a lot worse. We never did make it to the ski slopes, but we made love so often in front of that little fireplace that I'm sure even YOU can't remember how many times!" Eleven." She shuddered as I kept up the stroking with my hand on her inner thigh and pussy. "Ooohhh!"I was stumped. "So it was the third time while we were up there. I did something, and it made such an impression that you fantasize about it when we make love now?" She didn't respond. "Have I done it again. ?All of it lolMy head was swimming a little, Even the third bit?Mums are cute too, yeahYou think mums are cute then?Mine isI hit the off switch with a suddenly panicked hand.*****I found myself sitting next to my typists chair a few moments later, vodka in one shaking hand, my other set of fingers clamped over my mouth. Had that really been my Jason? And if it had been, did he really say that he thought I was cute?A dozen yoga breathing exercises later, my heart rate was back down to three.