I went back to the changing room, handed mom the micro dress, shoes andaccessories through the door. I slowly changed into my casual wear forthe ride...home. I stayed in the dressing room for a couple of extraminutes trying to compose myself.Both of us were silent on the way home. But thankfully as we pulledinto the driveway Joe didn't come running from his house to see me.When we got inside mom told me to go and take a bath.I asked my mom before starting my bath, "Mom you're not really makingme. Hakima gets next an enema in public, to instruct the twins how they shall prepare themselves for us.Her belly gets bigger by half a gallon. We close her sphincter by an anal plug, walk to the garden.The teen twins look in amazement, but Hakima explains them that it is essential to have a clean butt.The twins get their enemas simultaneously. Together the three relieve themselves fertilise my garden.The two present themselves at the veranda for my inspection, with legs spread at both sides of. She glared at me as I sat at my desk. "It smells like sex in here."I sighed and nodded, unable to meet her gaze."Okay VV, spill."I whispered, "I'm not VV anymore." So I've heard. Can you at least tell me what he looks like?"I got my phone off the charger next to my bed and flipped through until I found the picture I took of him on the couch, then held it out to her. She took the phone from my hand and looked it over. "Well you've got good taste, that's a plus. At least he doesn't look like Joe. Now, as I did this and was about to pick up some asshole in the room shouted for an additional sheet as she was closer to him she moved to him gave the sheet and I picked up the eraser and started writing the answer. In my mind, I cursed that fellow but then I saw she is coming back to the location where she was. Once she reached near me I felt I should try again but if I do it immediately she may suspect hence planned to do it after 5 mins.After 5 mins, I again did the same thing and this time.