It’s available, I checked.”She weighed it up in her mind, then scribbled it down on her ever-present note pad, squinting and then frowning. “I p...esume, boss, that you WILL be asking her opinion before you apply for it? You might want to think about it just a little more. If I saw MAMO AO, being just a tad politically incorrect here, my first guess would be the Madam of an Asian brothel.”Oh my.I could see that now. I’d been so fixating on the double palindrome MAM OAO that I’d not looked at the. . But with the amount of girls you have been with I would have thought you would have already had sex with them?”“Angie I tried to but all I could think of was you and only you, I need you, I need you now!”I understood him completely , he started to passionately kiss me again this time pulling me to my bed, thank god I had a queen sized bed. I paused and took off his shirt, I paused for longer to take in his amazing body, his muscular arms with his 6 pack abs, and it was just amazing. He took. She always gives credit to my father and their loving marriage when people ask her how she manages to look so good. My parents always discussed their lifestyle openly with my sister and me. They always said that having sex with others in a group setting had allowed them to discover and love each other more deeply. Up until that night and the events that followed I did not completely understand what they meant by that. I stared into the dark of night trying to get the images of my mother and. Taking a deep breath to steady myself and trying my best to be amiable, Ipopped into the lounge where she was sitting reading. On my bestbehaviour and doing my utmost to be friendly I asked her if she wantedsome cake with her tea. She looked at me in total scorn and I nearlyjumped out of my skin when she suddenly shouted for me not to go in theredressed in my painting overalls. She said that she didn't want me inthere in my filthy clothes and she didn't want tea tasting of painteither.I felt in.