Aside from the distant radio all was dead still and dark as if night would forever refuse morning’s light. It was bleak, it was cold, ungodly early ...nd vastly preceding any time I’d ever risen. I didn’t understand why people were getting up out of bed. But the drill seemed somehow so ordinary for them it didn’t leave me too uneasy, just a bit amazed.A tired young mind of broken rem sleep, awakened, is a hard thing to muster alive. Known reasons for refusing the new day are strong. I felt. It did the math to compare how much it had pumped from the bottle to what remained. It was important that whoever was checking the chemicals to always update the displays if they were off. This is how the computer learns. As soon as I clicked on the screen that I had checked the levels, it began to backwash the filter. On the screen was a set of steps it had to complete. The system seemed happy now. It told me that to go ahead and clean the pool. I only had to click on the touch screen when I. WOW. Could I turn down an offer like that? "Hmmmm," I wrote "I just might be ready for something like that. I don't sell pussy, though. After all, I'm not a hooker. What I WILL do is take your payment for my TIME. After all, once you have my time, my pussy, ass and lips are free. I AM a TOTALLY consenting adult, and once you pay for my time, you'll get all the pussy, ass and lips you'll ever want from me." "We can get the money by tomorrow, along with a suite at Harrah's Casino over by. Thanks. Can you see how hard I am for you, Mom?” I looked over to her and saw one of her hands reach under her skirt. I think she was rubbing her pussy while I was stroking my dick. “Can I be honest with you, Mom,” I asked?“Of course, Paul,” my mom said. “Let’s always be honest with each other.”“Sometimes I see your panties in the hamper and I bring them in here and smell them as I jack off. I love the way you smell, Mom.”“I’m not surprised, Paul. Lots of boys smell their mom’s or their.