“Go on, lick and suck them,” she instructed us, “don’t be shy.”Rick and I looked at each other. This was beyond anything we’d ever done or...even thought of. After hesitating a moment, Rick turned and took the cock in his mouth. I followed suit. Mom gave us a big lusty smile. We licked and sucked the dildos to Mom’s delight. I could taste Mom’s pussy and I was starting to get into it when she pulled them away.Next, she had us stand up, close to each other, while she remained on her knees. She. When I mentioned several black rappers and groups by name as some of my favorites, Tashita quizzed me about other artists, by name, in the “rap, rhythm and blues” genre.“Wow,” she remarked. “”I didn’t figure you to be the rapper type.”“There’s beauty in all types of music and people,” I replied.“Do you want something to drink? Tashita asked adding, “You’re cool.”“Sure,” I replied.“I’ve got tea, lemon-aid, beer- what do you want?” she inquired.“Got any wine coolers?” I asked.“Oh yeah,” she. We had used it exactly six times in six years for the company. The company, well the Company sponsored those parties really. That was the old days when Senior was around."My declining sales was the subject of a harsh meeting with her." And you just took it, like always." She held her fist in the air and pumped it, "You bent over and let her ram it up your passive ass while she ripped you for what a terrible job you were doing. What's her threat, bring up your sales or out on your ear, after. Tell him they need you in Atlantic City. I’ll get a room and meet you there.”There’s a pause. I can hear her breathing. Contemplating. I wait, the first to talk usually caves.“Kai, I’m fucking married.”“Your obligations are not news to me, Lex.” My tone is bitter so I try to soften it, “Listen, when was the last time we played, babygirl?”Another sigh. “I don’t know,” she whispers.“Exactly. There’s a reason you called me at 5:15 in the morning.” Pausing, I hit the joint one last time. “You know.