'cause there's no point in me being there ... I mean ... when you go you'll see what I'm talking about. But I do think you need to go at least once, j...st to satisfy your mom and so we don't have to keep lying to her. Might as well do it tomorrow and get it over with."Ruthie remained sitting up, not sure how to respond. Mike continued:"How you handle your mom is your business. I'm not gonna get involved in that. But I'm not gonna lie to her unless there's a damn good reason. This is not a damn. Her nips are s'hard ye could rip out an eyeball! Let's fuck 'er like the horny slut she is." Oh, no!" Mother gasped theatrically. "You're too big, and thick and long, and hard for my poor little ... Mmphg!" Just needed something to stop her lying mouth," said the first. "Ay but she's a natural; cocksucker." Ten inches of good Highland haggis'll teach the bitch to tease!" grunted the other as he rammed his prick without difficulty into Mother who was bending over accommodatingly. "Holy shit, the. Crowley looked at me.“Mrs. Hunsacker lives across the street, is senile, and is half blind. When I was in school, she’d get loose about once a month and call something in to the police. I bet she got her hands on a phone,” I said.Crowley glanced at the guy at the counter, who simply nodded. Crowley rolled his eyes and said, “For the love of God, cut him loose.”“You can’t do that, Crowley!” protested Dubois.“I said to cut him loose! You’re already on report, Dubois. You delay any longer and I’ll. Yes,” he stammered.“Oh, that’s sweet, Martin. That’s okay,” I said as I dropped the corset onto the bed and sat down on the edge facing him.“You ... you’re not mad?” he asked incredulously.“No, quite the opposite. I’m very flattered actually. A woman loves to know that a young man finds her attractive enough that he jerks off thinking about her. And see ... there’s no harm in being honest. It’s a good thing.” I could visibly see the anxiety and nervousness roll off his body like a physical.