May we?”“The way is free.”We rode a bit further. I could tell that Laura was thinking, so I didn’t disturb her. But when we came to a largish ...learing, I said “Here we are.”There were six or eight children sitting on the ground facing old Amos, who must be in his seventies, I thought, and a half dozen adults doing various things. A very large woman in an eye-shattering dress let out a cry and came waddling to us. I got down and helped Laura dismount.“Gordy! God bless! How are you?”“I’m just. Mom rolled onto her right side to face me."What are you thinking?" she asked.I shrugged, my courage suddenly AWOL."How do you feel about what's happened?" she asked, quietly, seriously.I was somewhat shocked. Mom had broken her silence and opened the door to talk about what had been happening. She had taken the first step, not me. My first reaction was relief. I had been building my courage to broach the subject and was understandably nervous. I didn't answer her right away. I wanted to think. Closing my eyes I slipped into a fantasy world, imagining that a beautiful lady was in the shower with me, that it was her hand around my cock, stroking it slowly, with the water coming from the shower head only adding to the feeling on my super sensitive cock, looking down in my fantasy, the girl raises her head and looks into my eyes lovingly, when something shocking happened, I realized that the girl between my legs in this fantasy looked like, no... is... my mom, and it was at about that. We walk thru the lobby and hop on the elevator pressing the top floor 9 button . It's at that time I notice how much taller I am than you. Myself being 6'2" tall, white with an athletic build. Once we get off the elevator our room is all the way down the hallway to a nice corner room. The front desk person told me the occupancy was only about 30% full so it is quite, all we here are our shoe stepping on the posh carpet as we walk down the dim hall. Once at the door I swipe the lock.