It was right at the back by the skirting board, but I thought Icould reach it. I sort of lowered my back and spread my legs a bit more toget under the...sofa, I had to get my head and my left should completelyunder it in order to reach the spoon."I looked at her expectantly waiting for her to continue as she took asip of her wine. "Well, the position I was in must have left my cuntcompletely open because before I knew it the dog's cock was deep in my cuntand he was fucking me hard before I could. It was difficult to get out of bed the following morning. I had awoken atmy usual time, a few minutes past seven. After finishing off my familiaryawn, the sudden memory of last night came rushing over me as if it wereicy water. Darting up over my covers, I spied that bathing suit lying onmy floor, exactly where I had left it.If I were to be entirely honest, I wished that it had all been a dream.Although I was remarkably thankful with my grandma's reaction to it, itwas also terrifying in that. I guess I gave the same impression as the homeless man asleep in the stairwell. What I turned out to be, when you woke me, was more the psycho homeless man with a box opener.I thought all that, while I took the quick wash off. When finished, I put on clean underwear and even clean jeans. I found a top that was going to be easy to get off. I wasn't dressed like a stripper, but I did dress with stripping in mind.Jen actually beeper her horn when she pulled into the small back alley parking lot.. Just to give you the back story she is my adopted Mother who brought me up, she was the one, along with my late father, who taught me the ‘open’ way of life where clothes were optional at home, something that Lisa and I enjoy now.Seeing my parents and sister with little or nothing on growing up broadened my horizons and it would take forever to tell the stories, I am just pleased to see her again.My mother arrived looking as good as ever for a woman of her age, mid 50’s but had put on a couple.