Is there anything else you do that I don'tknow about?" No." Have you tried on my lingerie?" Well, I did try on some of your slips once." Only once?" I...think so."My mother smiled knowingly. I didn't want to tell her how often I hadworn her slips."There are some groceries in the back seat," my mother said as shestood up. "Why don't you change clothes and bring them in. We'll talkmore later."My mother went into her bedroom and closed the door. I changed clothesin my room and threw the hose into. Her finger began playing with her hairy pussy. She approached me and asked if I would take off her skirt. She stood between Mike and me so I could unbutton her skirt. As she stood close to Mike, she slowly moaned. When her skirt was removed, she backed away and starred at our limp cocks. She began playing with her hairy pussy while we watched. "I want you guys to jack off for me, I want to see those cocks get hard and I'm going to tell you a little story." We began to masturbate and Carol. Can you imagine, he has the same enthusiasm for the law forty years later?"The Chief cleaned up and we went downstairs to the court room as the bailiff was announcing the judge with the traditional "Hear ye, hear ye."The old jurist went right to work, calling on a congregation of attorneys, giving his decision with the laws and cases that were referenced for the decision. A couple of attorneys vigorously objected to the decision, but the judge just said with a straight face, "That is my. Then she slipped off the desk and pulled a little vial out of her suit. Opening Jim's mouth with a finely manicured hand, she emptied the vial into his mouth. The taste was bitter, but passed quickly.Jim opened his eyes back up to see Marissa leaving and Alison walking in, more buxom than she was yesterday, wearing a pale purple skirt with matching tights. 'Too bad you didn't get that sale, Jimmy. It's a good thing Marissa was there to close the deal.'Lost what sale? Jimmy? Jim's mind reeled..