.." She broke off, laughing."Just what, Mom?" Oh, you know--just have--er--just do...what married people do, shall we say?"I knew what she meant all r...ght, but I was loving this teasing conversation. "Uh--what do you mean, Mom?" I asked, playing dumb. My hand was now on one of her full, soft breasts, and she did not stop me."You know what I mean," she said, giggling again. "Marital relations." Oh, do you mean--uh--sex, by any chance, Mom?" Bingo!" Mom giggled. She waited awhile and then said,. Maybe get his name and give him my phone number. If I was lucky, maybe he would even call me back.When I got to his table, he was still as a statue. I opened my mouth to introduce myself, but before I could speak, he said, "What?" Just that, nothing else. I paused at his apparent irritation, uncertain what to say. My words fled as I stood there, silent.But there was still something about him. His voice was deep and resonant; his single-word question wasn't mockery or sarcastic. Yet it demanded. It has been she who has brought it on herself, but I guess she doesn't think that way. When I come home, I haven't wanted to deal with it." Well, maybe you should give her a little more consideration. How about you, Randy?" It has been the same with me. Now that I'm out of high school, I'll visit her oftener. You know I've been working very hard and just didn't want to take the time away from it." This should change and now is a perfect chance for it to happen. I'll say it again, I think you. I want to see inside you." I ordered in a forceful tone. "Do it now slut."As soon as I said the slut word again my mothers eyes perked up then immediately slid her hands under her ass and pried open her loose swollen inner lips."That's right. Both hands. Spread your cunt lips wider. Yes, wider. There, now sick a finger in it. Gawd, look how wet you are you slut. You love this don't you? Now fuck your cunt with your fingers. Let me see you masturbate. I was almost ready to say to hell with the.