Strong's office.As Jamie stood up he appeared to stumble and bumped quite hard againstthe flaxen haired snickerer depositing half a cup of his coffee ...nto hislap.The young man sprung up and uttered a furious curse as he dabbed at hisstained trousers with a white handkerchief."Sorry old boy, damned clumsy of me, what," said Jamie in a fake plummyaccent?As he followed the receptionist he could hear a wave of giggles from thewaiting girls.The receptionist stopped at a closed door, knocked. I wondered when Mom clearly volunteered to be a sex helper for us whether that meant that Dad also meant to have Sam or Cyndi and found I didn't like that idea. However, my mother must have sensed that this would come up and said that her father and she had decided that unless anyone wanted him specifically involved, it was much too complicated already than to add another male to the mix.I must admit much of the conversation was confusing. My mother was suddenly available to me and to my lovers. My current table were a party of two. A young couple, he freshly 21 from his ID, and she the older woman by 6 months. She was a sexy thing in this tiny little light dress. And fuck I could see her panties when I walked up to the table. He was even hotter in tight jeans and a button down shirt. Together they were insanely hot in that we don’t know how good we look cause we’re really nice kind of way. And they were sickly in love with each other.As they enjoyed their meal, they talked, and. That still left four women and only five nights and Nancy was expecting to get at least two of them. Fuck! Thinking about that reminded me that Pam had asked me to call and I hadn't. Shit! Even if I had called her when could I have gotten free to go see her?What to do? How weird was that? A nineteen year old having to decide what pussy to give up when most nineteen year olds were trying to figure out how to get some. Oh yeah. My life was definitely weird.When I picked Nancy up I asked her what.