I was passing in front of my parents’ room when I heard moans from within the room. These sounds were familiar, these moans and I knew what was happ...ning inside the room. While my mind told me to ignore them and go to my room, the curiosity that the sound created was unbearable. I made my way towards mom and dad’s room and peeked through the door which hadn’t been closed fully. The sight inside the room sent my heart beats racing. There on the couch lay my mom, completely naked, being pounded. I was wearing a leather jacket and motorcycle boots when I arrived on my Triumph. Partly, I wanted to look like someone out for a joyride, but the leather and boots might give me a little additional protection if things went south in a hurry.The three security men who met me at the front door of the mansion gave me a cursory pat down before we entered. Once inside they were a little more thorough. “You will get your Glock and this... lady gun... back when you leave.” one of them said gruffly.. He was of medium height, but solidly built with broad shoulders. He wore a gray suit, and had taken his hat off, as all gentlemen do when they enter a building, to show a remarkable head of black hair only just beginning to show silver at the temples. His eyes were dark and flashing, and somehow when he looked at me I trembled. He looked at me as though he knew what I looked like underneath my chemise. Once the introductions were made and the purpose of their visit relayed to me, he left the. Now I'm getting a lecture from you about crap you should have either told me earlier or that you've flat-out lied to me about for years. That doesn't really give me much incentive for taking your views into consideration right now, Mother." I don't want to see you rush into something and wind up hurt," Camille replied with a sigh. "Damn it, you're the only thing I've cared about for 18 years. Honey, I spent a lot of time talking to Regan this afternoon. She's not looking for a young adult.