As awful as all of this was, I had an unnatural and overwhelming urge to continue watching my mother get fucked by him for whatever reason. So I got o...t of the car and walked back to their room as quietly as I could and looked through the window again. They were done having sex. My mother was still naked from the waist down, with her face on the bed, and her boss wasnt it sight. He then suddenly walked out of the bathroom while still in the nude. His penis was flaccid now, and it still looked. I had them all get checked out for sexually transmitted diseases and provide me with the proof that they were clean. When they do come over it is as a prostitute. I invite only one girl at a time and get between six and twenty men that are willing to pay five dollars for a hooker. The men go home happy, the girls go home happy, and then the local counsel of the Girl Scouts of America gets a money order in the mail once a month. Everyone is happy.I’ve asked Charlene to marry me after the school. ”Neither sounded good to me, so I turned and looked at Fritz and he just shrugged.“Can we see them?” I asked.“Sure, come to the back.”We went to the back room and there had to be a thousand boards. At the back there was a work area where a young man was making a board. He looked like the man that was helping us. I would guess father and son. He found the two boards and pulled them out.“At least you wouldn’t lose them,” Fritz said.“Would Rita like either of these?”“No,” Fritz finally answered.“I. I removed the video from the VCR, and hid it under my bed so no one else could find it. I got a towel, and cleaned myself up, as well as the floor. I clothed myself, and fixed up everything so that it looked like nothing ever happened.I then left my room, and proceeded to run around the still empty house. I thought I would just relax a while, and maybe have a friend over later. I moved into the kitchen, and had a coke, while I looked over the beautiful spring day outside.I then planned to go.