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Well, I tried posting this about a week ago, but it didn’t pop up in the
groups 
yet, so I decided to repost these chapters.

You can get previous chapters and any new ones on my homepage at
http://amcentral.astrax.com/damaster/

Send your comments and suggestions to 
damaster@hotmail.com

Enjoy.. 

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Chapter 31  -  Jimmy ain't quite done yet

"No slut, I'm not done with you yet." Jimmy's voice sounded stern.
His limp dick hung lewdly above her face, swaying back and forth.  She
lowered 
her eyes in submission.
"Yes master," she spoke softly.  She should have known better.  Jimmy
had the 
stamina of a bull.  He had proved that the other day when he came twice
in ten 
minutes.
Not that she minded, mind you.  She loved all this attention and all
these new, 
sexual experiences she was having.  Especially the submission to her
son.
Her cunt tingled again, and she realized he had complete control over
her now. 
Jimmy was a quick learner in these things.  Most likely he had a
dominant streak 
over him before today, and now he was acting upon his suppressed sexual 
feelings.

Jimmy bent down and twisted Mary Jane's nipple hard, pulling and
stretching it.
She let out a short shriek, startled by his sudden action, but loved the 
sensation in her nipples as he turned them around twice.  Her aureole
was 
crinkled around her twisted nipple, then popped back when he let go.

She looked up at her son, just in time to catch the grin on his face
before it 
vanished.
"Get up slut," Jimmy growled at her. "bend over and put your hands
against the 
wall."
Without a second thought Mary Jane scraped herself off the floor and
assumed the 
position as described by her son.
"Spread your legs cunt."
The word cunt had always had a degrading sound to it for Mary Jane. 
It's what 
her husband used to call her while he was beating up on her.  She never
cared 
much for the word and the fact that her son was using it now brought
back some 
painful memories she'd prefer stay buried deep inside her.
"Please don't call me that," she said over her shoulder.
Her words were followed by a loud smack.  She let out a yell of surprise
and 
pain as she felt her ass being slapped by her son.
"Shut up," he hissed at her.  "I will call you what I damn well want to
call 
you, CUNT."
Her knees were shaking now.  She wondered if she should end this right
here and 
now and be his mother again and smack him upside the head for talking to
her 
like that, then decided against it.
She did say she was his slave during sex play, and he could talk to her
however 
he wanted.  In a way the humiliating nature of this situation was
stimulating 
her as well.  She'd just have to get used to being talked to like this
by her 
son.
"Yes sir," she finally spoke. "I'm sorry sir."
"That's better.  Now tell me what you are."
She turned her head over her shoulder, not sure what he meant.
"Don't turn your head, you fucking slut.  What are you ?"
Immediately she turned her head again and stared at the wall.
"I am your slave, sir."  She said, her voice hoarse.
"Yes you are, but you are more than that.  Be creative, whore.  What are
you ?"
Her mind raced as she thought about it.
Her son seemed to develop quite a talent for degrading and humiliating
his 
mother, and fact of the matter was she was enjoying it immensely.
Her cunt was so wet she could feel her juices running down her inner
thighs 
again and she had to physically resist the urge to rub her clit once
again.
As she pondered this she figured he wanted to hear her degrade herself. 
Wanted 
for her to talk like a cheap whore.  She could do that.

"I am a whore, master.  I am a fucking whore and I am yours to do with
as you 
please."  Her loins gushed as she heard herself.  Her pussy burned,
longing to 
feel a thick shaft between it's lips.
"I am a worthless cunt, sir.  A sperm bank.  I am your sex toy and your
slave."
She heard him laugh behind her.
"Yes you are," he chuckled.
With that she felt his cock slap up against her spread cunt, smacking
her lips 
and clit.  She shuddered and moaned at his unannounced actions.
"Please sir," she begged her son, "fuck my cunt sir.  Fuck my sloppy,
wet cunt, 
I need it so fucking bad."
She hoped he would fuck her pussy hard.  Her begging wasn't played.  She
did 
want him to fuck her.  She NEEDED him to fuck her.
Her mind was going wild with lust and she knew that if he didn't fuck
her soon 
and made her cum, she would literally do ANYTHING he wanted her to. 
Things she 
really didn't WANT to do.
She knew she had no control over what she did when she was in this
state.  She 
knew that when she humped little Timmy's leg, and she knew it when she
had let 
Brad and Timmy touch her tits, and now she was with Jimmy.  He was kinky
and she 
knew it, and he might have something in store for her she was not quite
ready to 
do just yet.  And so she begged him for relief.  Begged him to fuck her
cunt.
She just hoped he would..


Chapter 32  -  It's a snap

..but he didn't.
Instead he told her to close her eyes and keep them closed.
She obeyed and listened to him as he walked up the stairs.
Her chin was still glazed with his gooey sperm and dripping slowly down
her 
chin.
What the hell was he going to do to her ?   She figured he was probably
going to 
get her dildo or something, but she didn't care.  As long as he fucked
her with 
it.  God, she needed it bad.
She was actually amazed at her level of submission for her son, but she
knew 
this was only the start of it.  She also knew she was still nowhere near
her 
submissive limits.
Silently she hoped and longed to be tied and gagged and blindfolded.  To
be 
walked around the house on a leash.  She needed to be dominated.  It had
taken 
her long enough to realize that, and she could only hope that Jimmy
would 
eventually do all these things to her.
The humiliation she longed for was still a long way away.  She wasn't
ashamed of 
her sons seeing her like this, so the only humiliation she felt was
their words.
It wasn't quite enough for her, but it would have to do.  Not that she
wasn't 
thoroughly enjoying this though.  She was.  It seemed that with every
day that 
passed, her level of excitement increased and she wondered if that would
ever 
stop.

Finally her son came down the stairs again.  Her eyes were still firmly
shut and 
she braced herself for what was to come, hoping he had found her dildo.
"Please fuck me," she begged.  Her voice soft.
Jimmy didn't answer.  She figured he would probably shove it into her
cunt all 
at once and all of a sudden, so she mentally prepared herself for the
deep 
penetration of her huge dildo.

It didn't happen though.  What did happen was that she heard a click,
followed 
by the sound of a little motor.  She recognized it instantly and her
heart 
skipped a beat.
CLICK.  CLICK.  CLICK.
The sounds continued, coming from different places every time.
Her son was taking pictures of her !
Oh shit, he was actually taking pictures !

What should she do ?  Should she let him - CLICK - or stop him ?
CLICK.
She knew these pictures could easily find their way amongst her sons'
friends, 
but she hoped he would have more sense than that.
CLICK.
Maybe they would be for his own use, which was ok, she figured.  She
realized 
that he would be able to blackmail her with them - CLICK - if he wanted
to.
She wasn't sure whom he'd threaten to show these to, but it could
happen.
CLICK.
By the time she decided to tell him to stop he had already snapped about
a dozen 
pictures, and Mary Jane realized that just before she spoke.
It was too late now.  He had already taken the shots.
She would just have to trust him not to use them to his advantage.

Her cunt was still aching for cock.  She decided not to think too much
about the 
pictures..   It was too late to do anything about them now.
"please sir," she begged her son again. "please fuck me.  Please fuck
your 
mother."

Jimmy shook his head in laughter as he heard his horny, slutty mother
beg him to 
fuck her.  He wouldn't fuck her now.  He had decided on that when she
begged him 
the first time.
In fact, he loved the thought of his mother being this horny and he'd
hate for 
her to get off and return back to her normal self.
"Sorry mom," he grinned. "but I'm not going to fuck you.  And you are
not going 
to masturbate either."
Her head spun and her knees started to shake.  She felt like a junkie in
bad 
need of a hit.
Was he actually telling her she couldn't cum ?
She realized that he was and knowing that made her even hornier than she
already 
was.
"You are going to go upstairs, take a shower and get dressed like I told
you to 
and then I will think of something for you to do next. Understood ?"
His voice was stern and confident and she knew that she would obey.  She
had to. 
She had to for herself and she had to because she wanted to obey him.
"Yes master, I understand master."
"Good," he said with a wide grin across his face.  "Now go and get
changed."

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Chapter 33  -  Mary Jane ponders

Mary Jane came down the stairs, dressed like Jimmy had ordered her to.
She was wearing a loose, short skirt that ended just above her knees. 
She had 
chosen a thin, white blouse to go with it.  She knew it was a little
sheer and 
see-through, but she figured Jimmy would appreciate it.
She had put on her highest pumps, and had to get used to walking on six
inch 
heels again.  She hadn't worn them since she was a teenager.
She had been somewhat promiscuous as a teen, then turned more
conservative 
during the first year of her marriage.  After that her natural sex-drive
had 
returned and she had had a few years of wonderful sex with her husband, 
exploring and trying out new things.  Of course all that was before he
had 
started beating her up.
Now, however, it seemed like she was reborn.  She had never been this
sexual, 
never been this kinky and never ever been this perverted.
Who would have thought she would ever have sex with her own sons, let
alone be 
their personal slave.

She checked herself in the mirror, then decided to put on some make-up,
to make 
her look more slutty.  The way her son wanted her to be.
Jimmy obviously was born to dominate, and he clearly enjoyed his mother 
submitting to him.  He had humiliated her today - called her a cunt, and
she 
knew that was what she wanted to be for him.  For all of her sons.
A cunt.  A sperm-depository.
And now that she was on the pill she didn't have to worry about getting
pregnant 
anymore either.  They could shoot their loads into every hole in her
body.
Hell, she needed them to.

She was still horny, and it was hard to resist rubbing herself to a
climax, but 
she did.  She remembered Jimmy's order and she wouldn't disobey him.
He had said he loved her, and she had felt warm inside when he did.
Now it wouldn't matter what he called her or what he did to her. She
knew his 
love was real and she wouldn't betray it by disobeying his orders.
And so she kept her hands off her cunt and applied the make-up, then
took a step 
back and observed herself in the mirror once again.

She could clearly see her tits and hard nipples through the fabric of
her 
blouse, and she knew that her flimsy skirt would twirl up and expose her
cunt if 
she was to turn around, or walk down the stairs to quickly.
Thankfully she was inside and not outside, or most everyone would at
some point 
catch a glimpse of her pussy, which - incidentally - was still leaking.

She straightened her skirt and blouse and went back downstairs,
wondering what 
else her kinky son had in store for her.


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Chapter 34  - Going out

She walked down and the first thing she saw was Jimmy, sitting on the
couch with 
a roll of film in his hand.  He had a broad grin on his face.
"Well, slut," he said to her as she stepped up to him, "I am dying to
see these 
pictures. Aren't you ?"
Actually she was.  She wanted to see what he had seen.  Wanted to know
how 
slutty she must have looked standing there, bent up against the wall
with sperm 
dripping from her face and cunt-juices trickling down her thighs.
"Yes sir," she replied willingly.
"Good," he grinned, "then I suggest you go take them to the photo shop
and get 
them developed."
Her knees trembled as he spoke.   He wanted her to go bring them in
herself ?!
"And make it a one-hour service," he added before she had a chance to
respond.
She felt dizzy.  He obviously wanted her to pick them up as well..
What would the guy behind the counter think of her ?  She was dressed
like a 
slut and the pictures weren't exactly disney material either.
"I can't do that !" she exclaimed.
"Pardon me ?"  His voice sounded stern and she saw the angry stare in
his eyes.
She immediately knew what was wrong.  She forgot to call him sir !
"I mean, I can't do that, sir.  I'm sorry."
"I don't think you understand, bitch," his voice got louder, "I am not
asking 
you to do this.  I am TELLING you."
"I know, sir, but.."
He didn't let her finish the sentence.
"Don't but me you cunt," he yelled. "You will do as I tell you to do or
you'll 
never fuck anyone again in your lifetime !"
The words sank in slowly.  He had humiliated her once again.  Let her
know who 
was in charge of her body.
Still, she was quite sure she wasn't going to do this.  Maybe he would
stop 
fucking her, but her other boys sure wouldn't.
"Of course I can always take this out myself and see that every one of
our 
neighbors gets a few prints.."

She stared up at him abruptly and in disbelief.
"You wouldn't.." she said.  Her voice sounded hoarse and Jimmy detected
a slight 
tremble in it.
He knew he was winning this.  In fact, he was quite sure he had won
already.
"Oh yes I would." He said, never taking his eyes off her.

She knew he meant it.  She had always been able to tell if he was lying
to her.
Jimmy just wasn't a very good liar and he seemed dead serious about
this.
Not having a choice she finally gave in.
"Okay, I'll do it."

Jimmy reached forward, grabbed her nipple through the fabric of her
blouse and 
pinched it hard, twisted it and pulled it out.
"OUCCH !!" Mary Jane felt a burst of pain shooting from her nipple and
through 
her entire body.  She also felt that special sensation in her cunt,
telling her 
she was enjoying it.
"What did you say, you fucking whore ??"
His grip on her nipple tightened.  She felt tears welling up in her
eyes.
Not because she was going to cry, but because it stung.  She didn't need
to cry.
Why would she.  In the back of her mind she knew she loved this.  She
actually 
loved the feeling of her tit being abused like this.
"I'm sorry, sir," she corrected herself. "I meant I will do it, sir."
He let go of her nipple.
"That's a lot better.  Now run along and don't come back until you have
the 
pictures."
"Yes, sir," she sighed as he handed her the roll of film.
A quick thought raced through her mind.  The thought of just tossing the
film in 
the garbage, or burning it, but she quickly dismissed that.
It would be easy to take more pictures of her, and surely he would send
them to 
the neighbors.

And so she took the film from her son and wend out the front door,
followed by 
her sons eyes as they followed her out the door.
He grinned.

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Chapter 35  - The clerk

Mary Jane felt extremely uneasy walking into the photostore.  This was
even 
worse than when she had gone to the adult store to get that sexy outfit
- and 
that had been bad enough in itself.  Now she was about to drop off a
roll of 
film that would make the young clerk - Mary Jane guessed he couldn't be
much 
older than sixteen or seventeen - have the best day of his working life
so far.
She could just imagine how he would look at her when he'd see what was
on them.
"Can I help you, miss ?"  The clerk asked with a genuine smile.  She
noticed his 
eyes glanced over her body, obviously pleased with the way she was
dressed.
She'd already seen that there were chairs where she could sit to wait
for the 
pics, but they were awkwardly placed opposite the counter, and she was
painfully 
aware of her lack of underwear.  If she sat down there he would surely
see her 
pussy, no doubt about it..
Her face flushed as she handed him the roll of film hesitantly.
"One hour service please."  She spoke softly, almost whispering, but the
clerk 
had heard her just fine.  "Can I wait for it ?"  She asked.  She really
didn't 
want to spend too much time outside, considering her skirt, and she'd
rather 
have just one guy look up her skirt and see her pussy than have half the
town 
see it.  Besides, he was gonna see her pussy anyway, weather she sat
across from 
him or not.
"Sure," the clerk smiled again, "you can take a seat right there.. 
Should be 
done in about 40 minutes.  We have magazines on the table right there
and if you 
like I could make you a cup of coffee or something ?"
She smiled back.. He was a friendly young man.  Polite, well mannered
and not at 
all unattractive.
"Thank you, that would be nice," she smiled again.  She turned around
and sat 
down across the counter.  The boy was making some coffee, she figured,
since she 
didn't see him behind the counter anymore.
She crossed her legs and pulled down her skirt in a desperate attempt to
hide 
her pussy from view, but she knew it was hopeless..
The skirt was too short.  Finally she just decided to put a magazine on
her lap 
and read it like that.. That would do the trick.
She smiled to herself, proudly.  It was one thing to have him see the
pictures.  
Having him stare straight at her cunt was something else.

-----


Chapter 36  - Hi mom..

Brad and Timmy had had enough of walking around town and decided about
half an 
hour ago to head on home.
So fourteen year old Andrew was walking around by himself.   He was on
his way 
to Camelot and check out the new cd's, when he walked past the one hour
photo 
shop and noticed his mom sitting there.
What the hell was she doing at a photo shop ?
He decided he'd go in and find out.

"Hi mom !"  he said as he entered the store and sat down next to his
mother.
Mary Jane jumped at the sound of her sons' voice.  "Hi Andy," she smiled
at him, 
"where's Brad and Timmy ?"
"They went home a while ago.. So what are you doing here ?"
Mary Jane blushed.
She had hoped he wouldn't ask that question and now she wasn't sure if
she 
should lie or tell the truth.  She finally figured she didn't want to
lie to her 
son.  Besides, he'd probably get to see the pictures as well, so he'd
know she'd 
been lying to him.
She just had to tell the truth.
"Jimmy took some pictures of me," she whispered. "some dirty pictures,
and he 
wants me to get them developed."
Andrew grinned.  Leave it to Jimmy to think of something like that !
"Cool," he said.  "Hope they're nasty !"
She smiled back at her sons obvious enthusiasm. "They are."

The clerk walked back in, carrying a cup of coffee and placed it next to
her on 
the table.
"There you go, miss."  He said with a smile.
Mary Jane smiled at the clerk again, mostly because the magazine trick
had 
worked.  It seemed he hadn't noticed her pussy, and she was relieved
about that. 
Especially now that her son was sitting next to her.

"Can I get you anything ?"  He asked Andrew.
Andrew shook his head.  "No, but you can get those hot pics of my mom
developed.
I'll bet you can see her pussy on those pictures..."


---

Chapter 37  - Mary Jane Shocked

Mary Jane felt herself get real small as she heard her son speak to the
young 
clerk.  She blushed deeply, her heart skipped a beat and her mouth felt
dry.
How could he embarrass her like that ?
She could feel the clerks' eyes all over her body and she shyly glanced
up.
His face looked as red as hers felt and the boy was in an obvious loss
for 
words.

Andrew turned to his mother.
"You CAN see your pussy in those pictures can't you ?"
She never felt so humiliated before in her life, but in a way she found
it 
strangely exciting and she could feel her pussy overflow again.
"I asked you a question, mother," he spoke to her in a stern voice that
made her 
crinkle up inside.  "Can we see your cunt in the pictures or can't we ?"

The clerk clearly felt uneasy about the situation, but the evolving
bulge in his 
pants and his piercing eyes staring up her short dress past the magazine
that 
was still lying in her lap, made it obvious that he was slowly but
surely 
getting more and more aroused about this whole situation.

'God he must think I'm a fucking slut,' Mary Jane thought to herself.
Then it dawned on her that she WAS a fucking slut.  She just never
thought 
anyone but her and her boys would ever know that she was one.
Now she knew she was wrong in that assumption.  Jimmy had wanted the
people in 
town to know it, or he wouldn't have let her walk out the house dressed
like 
this, and now Andrew was doing everything he could to convince this
young, horny 
clerk that she was an incestuous bitch who loved to show her cunt.  Not
to 
mention make her submit to him in public.
God it turned her on !

"Yes," she finally spoke.  Her voice trembled in a mixture of
humiliation and 
excitement.  "Yes, my cunt is in the pictures."
The clerk let out a brief moan as he stared at this beautiful,
well-shaped woman 
in front of him, telling him he would get to see her cunt in the photo's
he was 
about to develop.

"There," Andrew spoke again - gentler this time.. Reassuringly. "that
wasn't so 
hard, was it ??"
She shook her head.
It hadn't been hard at all.  The obviously joyous stare on the clerks'
face was 
worth it, and she noticed the bulge in the boys pants.  It looked like
he was 
rather well hung for a boy his age.
She couldn't help but wonder what his cock would look like, but she knew
she 
couldn't.  At any time a customer could walk in and she couldn't really
ask the 
guy to whip out his cock right there in the store now could she ?

Andrew reached over to his mother and picked up the magazine. 
Instinctively she 
closed her legs tightly and put her hands down in her lap to prevent her
pussy 
from being exposed.

"Don't be shy mother," Andrew said as he pulled her hands away from her
lap. "I 
think.."  he nodded at the clerk.
"John," the clerk spoke hoarsely.
"Nice to meet you John," Andrew grinned at him before turning to his
mother once 
again.  "I think JOHN here would really like to see your pussy first
hand, 
before he develops those pictures..  Don't you John ?"
John nodded.  He couldn't believe this was actually happening to him,
but he'd 
be damned if he wasn't gonna make the most of the situation.
"It will help me print the pictures better if I know what it looks like
for 
real.  It will make the colors seem more real."
He smiled.  He had just thought this shit up.. Of course it was partly
true. He 
could alter the prints by adding or subtracting colors and shit like
that, but 
he doubted it would make a noticeable difference from the standard
settings of 
the machine.  Still, he thought it must've sounded pretty convincing.

Mary Jane could feel her cunt dripping again as she prepared for the
inevitable.
There was no doubt about it anymore.. She was her sons' slave and
knowing now 
that she would obey their every command in public as well as in the
privacy of 
their own home, made her realize that more than anything had before.
And she WAS going to obey her son.

She parted her legs slowly and felt the cool, airconditioned air brush
against 
her pussy.
Andrew bent over and stared between her legs, urging John to do the
same.
"Wow, mom," he spoke with enthusiasm, "no panties.. And look how wet you
are !"
She blushed once again and parted her legs even wider as John, the
handsome 
young clerk, kneeled before her and stared blankly into her gaping,
dripping 
cunthole.


----

Chapter 38  - First time

For the first time since her husband had left her she had shown her
pussy to 
someone, not counting her sons of course, and she felt uneasy as well as 
extremely aroused about the whole thing.
Of course her son had made her do it, so she was not to blame for
displaying 
herself like this.  She had no say in the matter.

"Go on, mom," Andrew encouraged her.  "Show John here what a good little
slut 
you are."
She knew what her son meant by that.  He wanted her to show more of
herself to 
this teenaged boy, and feeling as horny as she did right now she was
more than 
happy to oblige him in his request.
Her hands moved down between her legs and parted her cuntlips slightly,
just 
opening herself wide enough for the poor, speechless clerk to see her
juices 
drool out of her hungry pussy.
"Like what you see ?"  She asked the young boy sitting between her
parted knees.
He nodded slowly, still not quite believing his eyes.  In fact, he
thought he 
must've been having one of his wet, horny dreams again..  But he knew he
wasn't.
He knew this woman was real and he knew she had let her son order her to
spread 
her cunt for him like this.
'What a fucking slut,' he thought to himself.  'But a HOT fucking
slut..'

Mary Jane smiled down at the young man.  He liked her pussy..  She
actually felt 
flattered by that.  Flattered that such a young boy could even be
remotely 
interested in an old lady like herself.  It once again reassured her
that she 
still looked great.
Of course she had known that before..  Her sons had been quite clear
about that.
But it was something else to have a complete stranger like her.  Her
sons were 
supposed to like her.  She knew all about the Oedipus complex, and she
knew that 
it was pretty common for boys to sexually fantasize about their mothers,
but 
here was an actual young man, and a cute one at that, who was clearly
aroused by 
her lewd display.

She slowly inserted her middle finger into her gaping pussyhole and
pushed it 
all the way in, before slowly pulling it all the way out again.  She
showed her 
finger to the boy, making sure he saw her cuntjuices form a nice shiny
coat on 
her finger, the brought it to her mouth and licked it clean.

In the back of her mind Mary Jane couldn't believe what she was doing,
and she 
could defenitely not believe she was doing it in a public place.  Anyone
could 
walk in at any time and catch them in the act.  Hell, if anyone were to
peek 
through the window they would surely see the clerk on his knees between
hers, 
staring at her pussy, but right now she didn't care.  Her juices were
flowing 
and when that happened, Mary Jane could no longer think straight.. All
she could 
think about was sex.  That and obeying her son of course.

"Very good, mom," Andrew said as he pulled up her top and exposed her
massive, 
tight tits.  His fingers moved to her nipple and pinched them mildly,
causing 
her to moan from deep within her throat.
"Now tell him what a fucking slut you really are, and tell him what you
want to 
do."

She was panting now as she worked her finger back inside her cunt.
"I am a fucking slut, John," she panted.  "I am an incestuous, kinky
whore and I 
want you to fuck my throat, John.. Pound your cock all the way down my 
cumsucking throat..."
Johns' mouth fell open and he thought his cock would burst right out of
his 
pants.  Did he hear correctly ?   Did she say she wanted his cock in her
mouth ?
"Please fuck my face John," She insisted.

John couldn't believe his luck !
She wasn't even talking about giving him a blowjob.. No, this bitch
wanted him 
to pound his cock into her face !
Damn, when he was on a date he'd be lucky to get blown.  He never
thought he'd 
find someone who'd let him fuck her face like he had seen in some
movies.
On the other hand it could cost him his job if anyone was to find out
about it.

As it turned out he didn't have to think about it for too long.  He
decided that 
losing his job was a risk worth taking.  So he stood up, locked the
door, put 
the 'closed' sign on the door and took Mary Jane by the hand, leading
her into 
the back, followed by her grinning son.

'This is gonna be fun,' Andrew smiled to himself.  'wait 'til I tell
Jimmy about 
this !'

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