I am gonna light this smoke, and bust a nut with or without your ass in here,” Scarlett nodded. Her hard nipples began to protrude from beneath the...confines of her bra and camisole. “Yeah, yeah…just light that weed girl and hush,” Benita nodded. “Shit,” she said putting the lighter to the cigar. She had danced with a chick before. She loved dic, but every now and then she wanted to be caressed. “Fine by me,” Soon the women were passing the cigar full of herb back and forth, as the scene. “And you see no problem with walking into the men’s shower room?” I asked.“No,” April replied. “I just wanted to make sure you knew the security code.”“You could have just written it down and left it on a sticky on my desk,” I replied.“I know,” April replied.“So why didn’t you?” I asked.“I don’t know,” April replied. “I guess….”Her voice trailed off.“You really had no issue with coming into the shower area, did you?” I pressed.“No,” April responded, her hands clasped in her lap as we talked. “I. Feeling slightly guilty, I pulled it back up over her shoulders and kissed her head tenderly before retreating back into the living room."Tommy?" Yes?" Thank you" and the snores began again!"Wow mum, you look great"I kissed the top of her head as she stood at the cooker frying bacon.She had on a tee shirt and jeans, but the jeans fitted her like a glove, accentuating perfectly the curves of what one of my school friends had once called an angels arse!"Thank you kind sir" she laughed, "I feel. Ihad to physically resist the urge to throw up.The evidence was there before me, but I was still having difficultybelieving this had actually happened. It should just be a bad dream, oneI'd wake up from any minute now, but I knew that wasn't going to happen.No, this was all too awfully, horribly real. For the moment those piggylittle eyes, that bulbous nose and receeding chin, and those thin lips thatstretched over alarmingly buck teeth, were all mine. It was a face thatonly a mother could.