Xavier thought the airport authority should take more care about who they let on to their property. ‘Is dad back to twanging his guitar yet?’ ‘N... it will be another month or two before Felix once again triumphs over this return of depression of never making it as a professional musician. Drive nicely darling, this is mommy’s new car.’ Felix had grown up as a boy listening to his father’s collection of bandleader Glen Miller and Xavier Cugat recordings. He learned to play the guitar, violin and. Eric and I were already feeling smug because she jumped right in between us. We knew she was up for some adventure, or else she would have sat in the back seat. As we drove along, she chatted away, absentmindedly playing with her hair, and fidgeting with her bikini ties. She was a grade A looker, that's for sure. I could tell that she was interested, the way she kept glancing down at our crotches, and admiring our chest muscles and tight abs. I ran my fingers up her leg to kind of test the. When we got back to the table a tall woman in a very short red dress asked if she could sit for a minute. She introduced herself as Mary. She leaned over the table and said, "I saw you on the deck, it looked like fun." We smiled. She told us that at midnight a bunch of people were going skinny dipping in the lake and we were invited. She went back to the bar and as she got up on the barstool we could see she had no underwear on. It sounded like fun to us. As soon as she left another man asked. A sign of panic,surely. Not of sexual excitement. Then again, arousal can be forced, I had heard. Perhaps it's the body just reacting...Then I saw something else. Her lipstick, part of her make up that I'd brought to her for her use. They had fucking stuck it up her arse. It was there, quivering with her buttocks as they clenched in agony. Several long red weals crossed her bare bottom...Then my dreams got confused again. I saw the young guy laughing at me as he mock-spunked my Mom's underwear..