Making Mother a SlutChapter 8
She took her time in the shower. She was in no hurry to face her son again. She wrapped herself up in her robe and headed toward her bedroom, checking the hallway to make sure her son wasn't around first. As she opened her door the dimly little room reminded her of the grimy Sex Shop. It was dark... smelled of sex... and a variety of pornography and sex aids littered the area. She made a note to herself to spend some time this weekend to clean up the room and air it out. Heading over to her...