The answer was yes; yes, she had been there. His mother had caught him in one of the most humiliating positions a young man could ever find himself. H...'d been caught wanking. Not only caught, but he'd been in the throes of orgasm at the time. His mother had witnessed his hot outpouring of pent up lust. How could he ever face her again?Ian pushed the stop button on his remote control and the screen went blank. The troubled youth's mind was just as blank as he contemplated his future. His mother. They drove back to work. But after leaving her off he drove on, he maneuvered his car so that at one signal he was right next to me, he turned and looked directly at me with a smug smile on his face. Blood drained from my face for two reasons. One was that I must have been spotted by him, at least, and second that smile told me he was after my wife and thought he had won already.I just went back to work and at quitting time left for home. I knew I would yelled at when I walked in but I had no. At first we were alone and I wondered if whoever was to meet him had missed the appointment, but then a sleek looking skimmer of an unknown type approached. It was armed with two energy cannons mounted on articulated arms sticking out from its roof.My captor laughed. “My payday and your final fate is approaching.”But before the skimmer had reached us, a bright energy bolt suddenly hit the speeder and a second one hammered into the Courier ships drive section. The skimmer lost its Arti-Grav. No! stall your thoughts right now…it was my no means masculine, only not typical. My first music teacher heard me sing once for the very first time and shook his head in disbelief uttering in a very alarmed way-‘good gracious, what a voice!’. But, it was some time before I myself realized that it was meant as an insult. Having grown up without a mother, it was only natural that I had no one to tell me that I was the most beautiful person in the world( but, considering the typical mama’s of.