I came down to the kitchen one morning in nothing but my boxer shorts. Mom glanced up from her coffee and I could have sworn she took a double-take. ...By that stage, I’d filled out to a well-defined 180 pounds. I made myself a coffee at the counter and turned for the milk to catch Mom gazing right at my ass. Mom dropped her eyes back to her copy of Vogue, apparently absorbed in an article about at-home hair dye.IIIBut it was on the Fourth of July that things really started to get blatant. It. ’ ‘You don’t pay me to think, remember,’ he replied. ‘I reckon I had better do, then,’ she said quietly. ‘You consider that, Mistress,’ he said, ‘now I am going back to sleep.’ And he did. ****************************** Morning. Large cups of hot sweet tea. ‘You’ll get breakfast on your ship?’ Margarethe asked. ‘There’ll be something the catering fellas’ll have waiting for the liberty lasses, so they will,’ said Molly. Sharyn said, ‘I suppose there’ll be some egg-and-B in the wardroom, even on. Over breakfast we talked and got to know each other a lot better. We shared some of our best sexual encounters and Bonnie was flattered when I told her that she was my best lover ever. That was true too as she gave great head, she was a great fuck and she liked it in her curvy ass. After breakfast she asked if I would go on a hike with her as she loved to walk through the nature trails in the afternoon. I agreed and we drove over to my condo first so that I could change clothes. Bonnie, with a. He is orthodox and we fuck without his knowledge. It would be cheating him but we all can have unlimited fun if you marry him.”We all laughed and said bye and left.That was the beginning of my whoring life. Weekly three nights, I would go there and get fucked nicely. I became quite popular and money was pouring without any demand from me.Many times, three or four college students would pool up money and fuck me. Dad never suspected, of course. Shalini covered for me.One evening, dad said that.