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After the Party by Alex Johnson (thor4u@my-deja.com)

I was getting sick of this shit! I had just turned 16 a month ago, and was still
a virgin. I was a good looking kid, and I worked out a lot so I had a good body,
but I was so shy with girls I could never get anywhere.

Once again this Friday night, I had struck out. I didn't have the balls to ask a
girl out, so I went with some of my buddies to a house party a girl at school
was giving. Her parents were out of town for the weekend. There was a lot of
food, booze, and loud music. And a lot of girls.

I actually was doing all right for a while. I ended up talking with Cathy
Alvarez, a nice looking but plain girl who was in my Advanced Biology class.
Cathy was one of the smartest kids in the school, and was considered a "nerd" by
just about everybody. She never dated, never even showed any interest in boys,
so I was surprised to see her at the party.

Cathy's personality was almost identical to mine. She was terribly shy around
members of the opposite sex. But we knew each other from working together on a
biology project, and I think we were both happy to have someone we could talk to
without any pressure. We talked for a long time.

After probably two hours of conversation, we danced. Cathy told me it was the
first time (except dance lessons) that she had ever danced with a boy. We were
both pretty nervous.

I was surprised to feel some really nice breasts rubbing against me, (Cathy's
loose conservative clothes kept her charms well-concealed) and even more
surprised to see a mischievous smile on she face as she watched my reactions.

By this time Cathy had sipped two small glasses of white wine, and I guess that
loosened her up a bit.

Being a major stud, I had guzzled four beers, which was three more than I had
ever had at one time -- so I was buzzed.

We continued dancing to slow songs, and there was a good bit of intentional
rubbing going on. Finally the conversation turned to relationships, and Cathy
asked me if I had ever had sex.

I said yes, of course, being a major beer- drinking, beer-talking stud and all.
Cathy said she never had, but had been thinking about it a lot. She candidly
said she liked rubbing against me while we danced, and if sex felt anything like
that, it must be fun. I assured her it was wonderful.

Now, the party had been going on for a while, and a kind of a drill was
evolving. Couples would wander upstairs to the bedrooms. When they returned, the
boys would get high-fives from their friends, and the girls would run off in a
giggling herd with their friends. There were probably 100 kids at the party, so
the bedrooms stayed full.

I guess every school has a slut and ours was Nancy MacNamara. Some girls get a
slutty reputation they don't deserve and spend years trying to live it down.

Nancy got hers by sucking and fucking anybody who asked her, and spent years
living up to it. Nancy just loved sex, and didn't care who knew about it.

Well, Nancy was pretty drunk, and next thing you know, disappointed that all
the bedrooms were full, she starts blowing one of the football players right
on the dance floor! Just dropped to her knees, whipped out his cock, and
started sucking.

Cathy took one look at that display and asked if I had ever done that
with a girl.

Of course I had, I lied. And did I like it? Goddamn right I liked it...it
was awesome!

Cathy looked around the room, got a troubled look on her face, said Nancy was
disgusting and it was time for her to leave. She bolted out the door before I
realized what was going on. I was left alone on the dance floor with a raging
hardon in my pants.

I spent the rest of the evening drinking beer (I lost count at seven) and
watching Nancy MacNamara disappear into bedrooms, dining rooms, anywhere that
was available, with an endless series of high school jocks. Nancy was a one-
woman sucky-fucky orgy.

Nancy would have fucked me in a heartbeat, especially if she had seen how big
and hard my dick was, which was rock all night. But I couldn't get near her
because all the jocks were hanging around waiting their turns... And even though
I had a big dick, I little, itty-bitty pussy-balls -- I didn't have the nerve to
approach Nancy MacNamara, especially at a party in front of my friends.

So I just watched, and drank...and ached.

When I got so drunk I couldn't walk, my buddy Terry decided it was time to go. I
protested that I was gonna get laid tonight, just as soon as Nancy was
available, but Terry had better sense. He poured me into his car and drove me
home. I later learned that I gave Terry shit all the way home for dragging me
away from my fantasy date with destiny.

Somehow we made it home and up my front steps without any disasters, but getting
through the front door was another matter. Terry was trying to hold me up
straight enough that I wouldn't fall while he un- locked the front door with my
key. Once we got the door opened, I leaned against it, slamming the door into
the wall, and then slipping down to a sitting position on the floor.

Terry was trying to lift me back to a standing position, and I was babbling
something about tits, blow jobs and pussy, when we heard a shuffling in the
hallway. There in the hallway, wearing a pink robe over her nightgown was
my Mother.

"Well, well...what have we here?" Mom asked. "Looks like the blind leading
the blind."

Terry mumbled some apology, but Mom was just laughing at both of us. Terry tried
again to get me to my feet, but he's about four inches shorter than me and 40
pounds lighter, and he just wasn't strong enough.

Finally, after letting us struggle for a couple of minutes, Mom came over and
helped Terry get me up and over to the couch. I'm not sure if it was the beer,
or the dancing with Cathy, or what, but even as drunk as I was I immediately
noticed the wonderful feeling of my Mom's breast pressing into my arm as she
supported me.

Terry made moves to leave, but Mom was not about to let him. She asked him a lot
of silly questions to see how drunk he was, and then insisted that he stay for a
cup of coffee to sober up. Finally, after two cups of coffee, she let him leave.

As I sat in a stupor on the couch, I continued to babble about tits, blowjobs
and pussy. It was just incoherent nonsense. Mom checked me out to be sure I was
not in any medical danger (Oh, I forgot to tell you, Mom is an RN and works as
an emergency room nurse).

Mom considered trying to wrestle me to my bed upstairs, but decided against it.
I could sleep on the couch. She asked me about the party, and being a big- time
beer-drinking stud, I stupidly told her the whole damn story.

She was glad to hear that I had good time with Cathy. I was destroyed, because I
figured Cathy had fled in terror of the pervert she had been dancing with. Mom
said that was probably not true -- she thought Cathy saw a situation getting out
of hand and had sense enough to just walk away from it. She said I would know a
lot better what Cathy's attitude was when I saw her in school on Monday.

And she suggested that if Cathy had been offended by my bragging, to tell her
truthfully that I had lied to impress her and that Nancy's sluttiness didn't
have anything to do with she and I. As always, my wonderful and beautiful
Mother, my best friend, had given me good advice.

Mom didn't believe all of my story about Nancy MacNamara, though. She was
convinced that Nancy was just making out with people, and didn't believe the blowjob-on-the-
dancefloor story for a minute.

That got me pissed, and I told her loudly that I saw her take the jock's skimpy
little dick out of his pants and suck it. In my still-drunken stupor, I fumed
about the fact that my cock was probably three times the size of his and I
couldn't even get a date, much less a blowjob.

Then, overwhelmed by the lost opportunity for my first score, and humiliated
that my Mom didn't be- lieve me about the blowjob incident, I began to cry.

Mom hugged me and comforted me for a few minutes, and finally calmed me down. I
felt her breasts rub against me as she held her silly little boy.

After a few minutes, she asked me if I could stand up. I was able to stand with
her help, and we began to try to make our way to the downstairs bath- room. We
made it that far, and Mom insisted that I go to the bathroom, so I wouldn't have
an accident during the night. It was just like I was two years old again.

Mom had to come into the bathroom and steady me as I took a leak. We had trouble
with my zipper and it was impossible to get my dick out of my pants, so she just
undid my jeans and let them drop to the floor. Still in a fog, I just pulled my
boxers down and let them drop around my ankles, too.

"Ooooo, Alex!" Mom marveled. "I see what you mean...you DO have a very big
penis. Very lovely. I'm proud of you!"

"Aw Mom!" I was embarrassed. But it was a little exciting, too, having my cock
complimented by a woman. Even if it was my Mother.

Mom was 37 years old at this time, but much better looking than most 20 year-
olds, with a very pretty face and a perfect figure. She was full, and rounded,
and tight in all the right places.

Of course, I couldn't see much of that beauty now, partially because of my
drunken state, but mostly because Mom was keeping it covered up.

"Listen Alex, don't be embarrassed. I may be your mother, but I'm a woman too. I
know a beautiful cock when I see one, and that is one beautiful cock. To tell
you the truth, it's bigger than your father's."

I already knew that, I had been comparing myself to Dad for years. His was about
six and a half inches, and not as thick as mine either. Dad had an adequate,
average dick.

"Yeah, maybe...but it's useless!" I moaned.

"It just hangs there useless! No girl is ever going to see it if I don't
get over my fear of girls, and I wouldn't know what to do with it if I had
a chance!"

"Oh, I'm sure you would know what to do, Alex." Mom replied. "And when somebody
does finally see it, you're going to have girls all over you!"

"I don't think so, Mom. I know it's not the end of the world. I know I'll grow
up normal and happy, but right now I'm just so insecure and horny all the time.
I know I'll be okay someday, but I wish I could get over this fear!"

"What are you afraid of, Alex?" Mom asked.

"Not being able to, you know, do it." I answered. "I mean I'm sure I could
figure out where to stick it, but I don't know how to do it right. You know,
a slut like Nancy would just be all hot over the size of my dick, but I
wouldn't go with somebody like her anyway. But, if I was with a nice girl
like Cathy, I would want it to be good for her. I would want to make her
happy. I don't know much about sex, Mom, but I know it takes more than a big
dick to make a woman happy."

"Yes, that is certainly true," Mom was thought- ful, but then started to tease
me to lighten the moment. "But are you calling me a slut because I'm 'all hot
over the size of your dick'?"

"Oh Mom! You're not hot over the size of my dick!"

"Oh yes I am, Alex. That is a gorgeous dick, and it does arouse me to see it. It
especially makes me hot to see it getting harder now as we talk about it. I may
be your mother, but you really are making me hot."

"How can you tell if you're getting hot, Mom? Obviously, you don't get hard. How
does a woman know?"

"Several ways. First of all, we do get hard, but it's our nipples that get hard
first. Mine are hard as rocks right now."

"Let me see them, Mom...please?"

"No Alex. You'll have to take my word for it."

"Aw shit, Mom, that's not fair. I know I'm drunk, but you're taking advantage of
the situation! You're looking at me, and talking to me to get me aroused, but
you won't let me look at you."

"Do you really want to look at me, Alex? Do you really want to see my tits?"

"Oh Yeah Mom! I'd love to see your tits. I think about them all the time!"

"Do you really? And when do you think about my tits, Alex? When you masturbate?"

"Aw Mom, c'mon...stop it." Now I was really embarrassed.

"Hey stud, you started it!" Mom laughed. "Is that true, though? Do you think
about your old Mom's tits when you masturbate?"

"Well...sometimes, yeah. I'm sorry, Mom." I was still embarrassed.

"Alex! That is nothing to be sorry for. It is the nicest compliment you can pay
a woman. I'm very flattered...and it has made me even more aroused! God, I'd
like to see that!"

And then, very slowly, closely watching my reaction, Mom reached over and locked
the bathroom door and slowly pulled her robe open. I could clearly see the erect
nipples through the thin nightgown.

"See, Alex? See what you've done to your horny old mother?"

"Mom you're not old, and you can't be horny."

"Well maybe not old, not just yet...but I am definitely horny, Alex. Your Dad
and I have an okay sex life, but I just never seem to get enough. And, when
people have been married a long time, you get in kind of a rut -- just doing it
to get it over with so the other person won't complain too much. You don't do
the really fun stuff anymore, the spontaneous stuff. I probably masturbate as
much as you do, my horny son! And, after tonight, I'll have something new to
think about when I touch myself."

"Will you be thinking about me, Mom?" I asked incredulously.

"Oh yeah! You bet I will! I'll be thinking about the most beautiful cock I have
ever seen, hanging from my handsome young son. I'll be thinking about a lot of
things, Alex. A lot of things I'd like to do with that gorgeous cock of yours."

As Mom said that, she began pulling her negligee down away from her tits, so I
could get a full, bare view of them. They were the most beautiful tits I had
ever seen! They were beautifully full, with large dark-tan areolae, and rock-
hard nipples that looked like pencil erasers. As Mom rubbed her hand over her
nipples, they got even harder and jutted out more. The other thing I noticed was
that Mom's breasts were rising and falling at a fairly rapid pace. She was
breathing hard!

As I watched this incredible display, I very slowly began to stroke my cock. In
my drunken state, I didn't even notice it at first, but when I saw Mom's eyes
widen and her nostrils flare I looked around to see what she was so excited
about and realized that she was staring right at my cock as I stroked it. I
stopped in shock at what I had done.

"Oh Alex...don't stop...that's beautiful! You got excited seeing Mommy's big
tits, didn't you?"

"Uh huh," I grunted, still gripping my raging hardon and struggling not to jack
it any more.

"Does it make you excited to see how hot you have made Mommy, Alex?" Mom asked.
She was now talking in an ultra-sexy whisper that made my cock jump.

"Uh huh."

"If I show you how else you have made me hot, will you keep stroking for a
little while?" Mom cooed.

"Uh huh" I resumed stroking ...still very slow, but as drunk as I was, I was
afraid I would not be able to keep from cumming pretty soon. I could feel an
orgasm already starting to build.

Mom completely removed her robe. Then, to my surprise, she pulled her nightgown
over her head. She wasn't wearing any panties, so she was stark naked before
me. I gasped.

"Thank you, sweetie...I'll take that as a com- pliment." Mom whispered
breathlessly. "Now look here, Alex. Look at my vagina."

I was transfixed. Mom's pussy was shaved, and was the most glorious vagina I had
ever seen. Even the air-brushed pussies in the fuck magazines could not compare
to my beautiful Mom. And she was not a picture. She was a vision of heaven! And
she was right in front of me...live and in the flesh! This was not make believe!

As I watched, Mom gently pulled apart her pussy lips, showing me the wetness
inside. She ran her finger inside (jumping with excitement as she did) and
showed me the slippery, wet lubricant.

She rubbed some on my fingers so I could feel how slippery it was. She told me
that this lubricant was secreted by women to lubricate their vaginas in
preparation for fucking (of course, she called it intercourse). Then Mom blew my
mind! She asked me if I wanted to taste her pussy juice!

"God, Mom! I don't know!" I stammered. I was sobering up fast!

"Oh look at you, sexy boy! You have pre-cum!" Mom pointed to the droplet of
juice on my pisshole, and as quick as she said that, she gently wiped the drop
off with her finger, and then obscenely sucked it off her finger.

"Ummmm. Yummy." Mom oozed. "You're delicious, Alex. Are you sure you don't want
to taste your slutty Mother?"

"You're not slutty, Mom," I protested.

"Oh yes I am, Alex! I can be a slut beyond your wildest imagination! You have no
idea, Alex!" Mom's eyes were now burning with lust. There was no doubt that she
could be an awesome slut if she wanted to.

I continued to stroke my dick, and this time I accepted my Mom's pussy-juiced
finger. I licked it with my tongue, and then sucked the juice into my mouth. It
didn't have much taste, but the aroma of my Mom's pussy on her finger was
driving me crazy. I began jacking my huge, engorged cock harder.

"Oh Baby! Don't hurt him! Don't jerk him too hard, he'll get all raw. Let Mommy
lubricate him for you a little and then you can continue...but be gentle ...he's
a very precious cock."

With that, Mom plunged her fingers deep into her pussy, letting out a loud
"Unhhhh!" as she did. She diddled and rubbed herself until her fingers were
drenched with pussy juice. Then she moved her hand to my throbbing cock and
began to slowly stroke my raging hardon. It was incredible!

"Okay, sweetie...now you are good and lubri- cated. You can continue." Mom said
with a salacious smile on her face. "Or do you want your slutty Mom to stroke
that big cock for you and spray cum all over herself?"

I gasped when I heard Mom's offer to jack me off! "Oh Mom, you do it!" I almost
yelled. "But don't keep calling yourself a slut, Mom. I don't like that."

"Oh I am a slut, Alex! I'm a nasty, dick- stroking, cocksucking, baby-fucking
slut! But I'll be your slut, Alex...only yours. Nobody else will ever see my
slutty side. Being a slut is a wonderful thing, Alex...just relax and see how
good it can be."

Mom softly stroked my cock for about two minutes. While she stroked me, she told
me that I was so aroused that she was going to "put you out of your misery
first, before we get down to the fun stuff." She continued to jack my pounding
cock, more rapidly now, occasionally licking my cock or taking the head in her
mouth for a quick suck.

It wasn't a blow job, she later explained, she was just jacking me off, but she
couldn't stand not sucking me a little. Pretty quickly, I erupted with a major
blast of cum. The cum went all over my Mom- slut, in her hair, her face, and all
over her shoulders, neck and breasts. My Mom-slut squealed with delight.

As I stopped spurting cum, Mom took my dick in her mouth, deftly deep-throating
my big cock like it was nothing. She sucked slow and hard, draining the cum from
my cock and giving me an unbelievable sen- sation.

Before I could catch my breath, Mom began lick- ing my limp dick and happy
balls. As she licked under- neath my balls, she gently stroked my sensitive dick
back to full hardness.

"Mom...I'm not gonna be able to cum for quite a while yet. That was a really big
one I just had!" I said.

"Oh, I know...I know. That's why I got you off so quick...so you wouldn't cum
until I am ready for you to cum."

With that, Mom closed the toilet seat and sat me down on it, facing her. I was
now fully sober, and my cock had recovered quickly. Mom gently lowered her
steaming pussy onto my rigid shaft, looking directly into my eyes as she did.
Her pussy was hot and wet, but my cock was so big that it was hard to get it in
her at first. Mom moaned and giggled as she worked all eight inches inside her.

Mom rubbed her big tits in circles against my chest as she slowly started to
pump my cock with her pussy. She stuck out her tongue and licked my face. When I
opened my mouth to kiss her, she plunged her tongue into it. Mom was pumping
hard now and constant- ly telling me how good my big cock felt inside her.

"This is fucking, Alex. This is REALLY fucking, baby! I love how your cock feels
inside me, and I am going to show you every way of fucking I know. You will have
no reason not to be confident after tonight, my sweet son! I'm going to make you
a fucking machine! HA! The fucking machine and his slut-Mom! I love the sound of
that almost as much as I love the head of your cock so deep inside me!"

Mom fucked and fucked and fucked me. Several times she felt me getting ready to
cum, but she made a minor change each time and backed away from the orgasm.
Finally, she timed her orgasm to coincide exactly with mine and we both exploded
with a roar.

We both shouted, "AHHHHHH!" It was very loud. The force of the mutual orgasm
threw us both on the floor. As we lay laughing, contorted into a twisted ball of
flesh on the cramped bathroom floor, I somehow kept pumping Mom's pussy, and she
fucked me right back.

I managed to turn her over into the missionary position and fucked her harder
than either of us thought possible. All of a sudden, Mom's eyes got real wide
and she exploded in another big climax. We col- lapsed on the floor, laughing
and kissing lustily.

After a few minutes, Mom rolled me off of her and got to her knees. I figured we
were done (I knew I was!), so I started to get up. Mom stopped me and told me to
kneel on my hands and knees facing away from her. I didn't know what this was
about, but I did it.

Then, to my amazement, my Mom-slut began licking the cheeks of my ass. Then
the crack of my ass! Then the rosebud of my anus, which sent an electric
shock through my whole body. When I thought it couldn't get any better, she
reached around me and began gently jacking my cock again as she tenderly
licked my rose- bud.

Mom-slut told me this was called "rim," and only the nastiest of sluts did it,
and only for their special men. As yet another climax built in my young body,
Mom dug her tongue deep into my asshole, jamming it as far in as she could. Mom-
slut fucked my virgin ass with her tongue in perfect time with her jacking my
dick. I had another big explosion of cum, spraying the bathroom floor. Mom-slut
laughed lustily.

"Oh God, Mom...that was unbelievable!" I was too stunned to speak.

Mom rolled over on her back, kinda alongside me, and told me to "69" her. I dove
into her pussy. I felt her hand grab my weary cock and jam it in her hungry
throat. Soon she was sucking my cock like there was no tomorrow.

I didn't really know how to eat pussy, but by trial and error I learned that
licking her clit excited her immensely, and following that with clit-sucking
made her absolutely crazy. Mom exploded in my mouth, her cries of ecstacy
muffled by my big cock halfway down her throat.

Mom was frantic now. She jumped up to a stand- ing position, bent over sticking
her ass in my face and demanded, "Rim me, you delicious little mother- fucker!"
I tried my best to crawl up her ass and out her throat. I drilled her asshole
with my tongue like it was a jack-hammer tearing up a street. Mom-slut was
laughing and crying tears of joy at the same time.

After about two minutes of hard-core rim, Mom looked back at me and said
throatily, "FUCK ME ALEX!"

Mom-slut bent over, supporting herself with her hands on the edge of the
bathtub. I stood behind her and slid my massive cock easily into her juicy
pussy. Mom was so well-eaten and well-fucked that even my big cock just sloshed
around. Then Mom-slut reached back with her hand and gently pulled my cock out
of her pussy. Before I had a chance to wonder what was next, Mom-slut pressed
the head of my swollen cock against the rosebud of her ass.

I pressed forward, trying to force my slippery cock into her asshole. Mom-slut
begged for it! But I couldn't get it in. Mom guided me back into her pussy and
told me to finger her asshole at the same time.

After a little while, I tried to buttfuck her again, but no luck. My cock was
just too big.

Finally, after a little of Mom-slut sucking my cock, a little more rim for Mom,
and a little more sloshing around in her frothy pussy, I got just the head of my
dick inside her ass. The feeling was incredible. It was hot, but dry. But it was
also very smooth. I tried to move my cock in and out, but Mom told me not to
take the head out. Then she really motivated me. She said that, as a good slut,
if I fucked her ass real good, she would suck the shit and cum off my dick when
I was through.

That did it. I began to fuck her ass for real. Mom moaned in pain, and I'm sure
it hurt. If it hadn't felt so damn good, it might have hurt me. Mom's ass- hole
was incredibly tight -- she later told me it had been more than 10 years since
my Dad last fucked her in the ass. But eventually, the pussy juice and cum from
her snatch provided enough lubrication, and we got down to some real serious ass-
fucking. Mom had a very quick, explosive climax. I kept fucking.

"Alex, baby...please quit. Mommy's gonna be real sore!"

"Shut up, slut! I'm gonna fuck your pulsating ass until I cum! And then you are
gonna suck the shit and cum off my cock, just like you promised...right?"

"Oh yeah! God I love it when you talk slutty to me Alex! Fuck my ass! Fuck
Mommy's hungry ass! Fill me with your hot cum, baby!"

I continued to butt-fuck my Mother for several more minutes. Finally, both Mom
and I felt orgasms building deep within us. We talked about the sen- sations as
they occurred, and exploded together in another enormous climax. We collapsed on
the floor again, panting and laughing and smiling.

Then Mom-slut lowered her face to my lap and spent about three minutes giving my
exhausted cock a thorough sucking. When she finished, I turned her over, rimmed
her, and sucked a little bit of my own cum from her rectum into my mouth. I
turned her over again and we swapped my cum back and forth for several minutes
as we kissed. We both got hot again, and Mom dropped down and gave me yet
another miraculous blow- job. Somehow, I squirted a little more cum into her
throat as she giggled with delight.

"HEY! Are you guys okay in there??" It was my Dad! And he was right outside the
freaking bathroom door!!!! He must have heard us...he just must have!

And then, with the calmest, most professional- sounding voice, Slut-Mom said,
"Yes, honey...every- thing's fine. Alex just got a little sick and I'm helping
him clean up. Don't come in, the place is a mess."

"Is Alex okay?" The concern was evident in my Dad's voice.

"He's fine, honey...he just had a little too much to drink."

"Oh, okay. It had to happen sometime, I guess. I never drank until I was in the
Navy, but I guess kids start everything younger nowadays. Well, you sure made
enough noise, Alex! Woke me up out of a sound sleep! I hope you learned a good
lesson tonight, kid."

I started to respond, but Mom knew I couldn't speak properly, so she held up her
hand to shush me. "Oh, he sure did learn a good lesson tonight, honey! I don't
think he'll ever come home like this again."

"Okay, good. Well, if you've got everything in hand, I'm going back to bed. Come
up soon, hon," Dad said. We soon heard Dad's feet on the stairs, going back to
his bedroom. He would have to address this firmly. Can't have the kid drinking
like that. Especially now that he is driving a car.

"Okay, I will." Mom answered. She looked at me sexily and took my mighty cock in
her hand and mouthed "everything in hand."

Mom-slut and Mother-fucker, as we now called ourselves, sat on the bathroom
floor and giggled a bit. Then we talked quietly for a few minutes. Mom had only
one point to make -- if I ever came home fucked up like this again, I would not
only be grounded...I would be cut off. Mom said we would have to have a long
talk about "us" over the weekend if we had a chance.

I said if we didn't find time during the weekend we could talk on Monday
afternoon. Dad would be at work until 6:30 or 7:00 PM. I got home at 2:30 PM on
Monday's, and Mom got home right after 3:00 PM, so we had plenty of time then.

"I don't think so, M.F.," Mom-slut said sweetly. "That won't be a time
for talking."

I didn't have to ask what she meant.


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