He was calling me. Hesitantly, I put my thumb on the answer button and pushed it. "Hello, babe," he said. "Hey," I answered wearily. "Can I come an... see you?" he asked. "Sure. When?" I said. "Now. Open your front door," he chuckled. I rushed to my bedroom window and looked out. He was sitting in his car. He looked so incredibly hot. I rushed back to the phone. "It is alright," he said. "Just come and open the door for me." I said, "Just give me a few seconds to put something on." He. I imagine that others seeing us in the hotel bar would assume that we are a group of colleagues, meeting for early drinks ahead of a work Christmas party tonight. The truth is, however, that up until a few months ago, we were anonymous strangers, all using the same chat room on an erotic story website.As the weeks passed, the bonds grew within our girl tribe. Each of us were at different stages of our self-discovery journeys, but we shared a common goal; to explore our sexualities and discover. Imagine being able to also tweak the “personality” of the avatar to better act as a human might. Or even as a servant. The created “person” could be made to be cheerful, timid, brash, shy, energetic, quiet, obedient, rebellious or any combination that the blessed individual would like.And even thoughts. The blessed individual may even implant what type of thoughts the avatar is likely to think in relation to the maker. Whether they see them as their master; their family; a lover.All these in. I also told him that I’d help him fuck his mom along. Also that we could have a great foursome. So that night I invited him over to dinner and told him the things my mom loves and gets sexually attracted to.He did the things I asked him to. I was damn sure mom wanted his dick that night. Then while he was leaving. Mom did give him a naughty smile and told him something while giving him a goodbye hug. (To be noticed: My slut mom never wears a bra and under a nighty. Her tits and nipples are.