I just accepted the tight hug she gave me, and she beamed.“I can’t wait until you own me, David.” she purred playfully. My hard cock throbbed in...response.“Me-me neither.” I grinned nervously. She laughed.“Well, your father’s much less happy about the whole endeavor, so I decided to call up a priest. They’ll take care of the ceremony, make sure your father handles things with dignity.” Mom assured me, lacing her fingers with mine.“Mom... can we lay in bed together?” I asked shyly. She kissed my. Maybe if it gets boring over there, I'll be back."Shayna turned and capered towards the railing that divided the sunken dance floor and the bar area. She lit a cigarette and sipped on the margarita through a thick straw while leaning against the railing. The floor was translucent and the lights were magnificent. She was standing right next to the small set of stairs that was the entrance and exit to the dance floor. As Shayna scrutinized the dancing crowd, her hips subconsciously swayed back. She spoke with authority over the phone. "If you have anymore problems with him, turn him over to the guards, they have their ways about them. He must learn to obey completely, without question. Yes...alright...I'll talk to you later." She replaced the receiver in it's cradle and wrote something on her notepad. She dropped her pen and sat back, looking intently at me. ------------------------------------- "Looks like you've got a major hardon", she murmured, as she stood and walked around the. She smelled great and her dress was tightly restraining her breast. She said she would gladly split a hotel room at another time and my heart raced at the thought of such an opportunity. As things would have it that never happened. We talked on numerous occasions when ever we had the chance, no mention of past attempts were ever mentioned. So I presumed i had missed my chance.So 47 years after the ride in the back seat of my parents car I got reassigned to a local post office. She collected.