"What hell was that?" she said to herself. "Who the fuck is 'Todd', and why am I so wet?" She glanced down at her hardening nipples and could feel her...kitten getting wetter and wetter at the thoughts of her mother and the strange man. Margret stopped and sat on her bed. 'Is it wrong if I do this? I mean ... it's my mother, and ... wouldn't that be sick?' She slowly undid her zipper and slipped out of her jeans. I just can't help it. Margret subdued to her body's calling and removed her yellow. Having that hot mature body around the house. That body that guys craved to get one look at, constantly around me. As she came in and headed to take a shower, I quietly followed her. As she stepped in the shower, I grabbed her panties and started jerking off. I had done this several times before but today my thoughts kept jumping to the fact that her naked body was barely a few feet away but completely inaccessible. I imagined just barging in and having my way with her and lost in that thought,. As usual, you had it all figured out before you got here. You just couldn’t make the leap for some reason.”“So what do I do?”Doctor Mercer laughed, “This is where I just want to put my face in my palm.”“Why?”“You’ll see. First, would you like to hear my prescription? The one I’d give anyone OTHER than Steve Adams?”“Sure.”“Make Kara your primary wife. Forget the paperwork, because that’s a mess. And I mean only you and Kara in your bed. She’s the woman you wanted to, and should have, married.. ”“Did you want her paged?”“Yes.”“Will that be all, Sir?”“No, I want you to page Dru Sylviano and have her call this room and ask for Josey.”“I’ll take care of that for you, Sir. Now, will that be all, Sir?”“I need one more favor. I need to rent a room on the fifth floor. Do you have one available?”“I do and it happens to be adjoining the room you’re in, Sir. Number 507.”“Give Dru Sylviano the key to the room, please. Tell her to pay you cash for it. My name is Josey Ruiz and I’ll be down later.