"I just wanted to tell you how happy I was to meet you Donna, and to tell you how much I'm starting to admire my son's taste in women. I hope to see a...lot more of you real soon." Then, he leaned in and gave her a kiss, right on the lips, not even caring that it was done right in front of me.When he straightened up again, he looked over at me, waiting to see if I'd make anything of it in front of Donna and Tiny.Jimmy, it isn't worth it. One of you should act like an adult. Don't stoop to his. "So, welcome to James who joins us tonight in the quest to determine what makes for the perfect husband," she said with another snigger. "Ian, you go first. Stand up and tell us what you do to keep Simone happy."Ian obediently stood up, cleared his throat and began to robotically intone, "I make sure the house is tidy; I do laundry; I run errands and I make sure that I am always nicely dressed so that if ever she needs me to assist her that I am presentable." As he finished speaking he loosened. .. she'll go ballistic." What picture?" That's why I wore this suit," I said, then slid a hand down across my stomach and slowly adjusted my penis through the thin cloth. Her eyes followed every movement of my fingers as I added, "A picture of you and I mom, our suits wet from a swim, standing arm in arm... she'll see your nipples... see how excited they are... she'll see the outline of my penis... see how it's straining to escape, hard..." That's disgusting." But I could see she was examining. Let me get out of the bath.”“Are you sure, mum?” I said in a thick, treacly voice.My mother nodded. “Yes,” she whispered. “I think you’d better.”I picked up the empty glass and, after a lingering look that must have had her wondering what the hell was going on, I left. “There’s more wine downstairs, mum,” I said as I paused at the door. “Would you like me to bring some to your bedroom for you?”“I ... I’ll come down and have a glass soon,” my mother stammered, clearly rattled by my odd.