.“Just let Mommy suck that cock and take care of that hardon,” whispered through my mind. “I told you, whatever you need to get through the quar...ntine. Your mommy's here for you.”“Fuck,” I muttered as I pretended to wash my hands. I let the water run. Splashed around under it once or twice. Then I wiped my hands off. “I need to get out of this fucking apartment.”I headed back out to find a plate full of scrambled eggs and bacon, along with a glass of orange juice, at the table. Mom sat at the. Among other things, Miss Burrow had mentioned she didn't get out much. I doubted anyone hated her, especially enough to do something that malicious.But that still left the question of why she was still here? And why had she been appearing to me, of all people? For someone as horny as she is, why would her first choice of sexual partners be a virgin?Maybe I could talk with her about this? Or could she only appear for sex? So many questions.I finished my workout pretty quick and left the empty. "If you're thinking what I think your thinking, your mother will freak!" Kathy said.We reached the food court and found our mothers, hugs and kisses all around, mom pulled my hair back, staring at my ears. She started turning white. "You got your ears pierced! What were you thinking?" I shrugged my shoulders and responded, "They were having a sale." Laughing, Helen said, "You're just like mother, you can't pass up a sale." We all laughed and sat down to eat a quick snack. Our plan was to. "So is that the next step?" Diane said in a curt but quavering voice. "Is that what your Mistress wants of you now?"Heather gave her a strange look. "I'm sorry?" she said in a confused but still dreamy voice."I can't imagine your Mistress wants me around anymore."Heather stared. "What are you talking about?"Diane dropped her fork to her plate. "Do I have to spell it out for you? What have you been doing for the last ten minutes?"Heather looked confused. "Eating lunch with you."Diane sighed and.