" - - - - - - -Near the end of the first week with Ginger I was in the second bedroomusing the desktop CPU when I hear voices. It was Thelma at the do...r."So where are you hiding him, oh, I should've said 'her' correct?"I stepped into the front room wearing a simple dress and flats but withfull makeup and a wig. "Hello Thelma."She saw me immediately and ran across the wood floor, her heels clicking."Aren't you adorable Charlie! Ginger said it was remarkable, I mean youface and body were meant. . You son of a bitch fuck me! That’s why you wanted tuitions na. Now satisfy my lust. You motherfucker!”She was completely wet and for the first time in my life, I saw her pubic hairs. She had a lot of hair there and her vagina was dripping with fluids flowing out. I never thought I would have such a view of my dear mom.Then I realized how much she might be missing sex as her husband rarely comes home. And I don’t know what happened but I couldn’t control myself after seeing that. I took out my. I did my best to get the thought out of my mind as I was getting hard. I did my best to rush because other guys were coming in and I could not walk out with a hard-on. As I walked back to my locker I was trying to see if anyone was looking at me.While seated, I started to apply lotion on my legs when another guy sat across from me. We talked briefly. As he sat down his legs were open as if he wanted me to see his dick. I was trying to keep my eyes away. He put some lotion in his hands and. She opened one eye, taking a second to focus on the clock. 3:20 a.m. It didn't stop ringing. With a groggy groan, she picked it up and answered. "Yes?" she croaked."Hey, are you the cook?" a snappy voice replied on the other end."Huh? Who is this?" Andres. I heard you made some really sweet lamb," he said, his voice way too smooth and easy for her taste right then. "Can you slice it up and throw it on a pizza? With olives?" Huh? Pizza?" she replied, struggling to clear her.