"It was designed for something besides wearing in public." Mom says, laughing. "That's for sure." I'm checking out Maggie's hardening nipples, while she's glancing at my crotch. Mom is taking her packages into the bedroom.

"The transmitter is charged." I tell her, lowering my voice so mom won't hear.

"Good." She smiles. "What time shall I expect you?" She whispers. "I want to be ready."

"What time is Nicole leaving?" I ask, not wanting to be there when her boyfriend picks her up.

"Seven." She smiles.

"I'll be there at 7:01." I joke, as mom walks back into the room.

"Who wants some dinner?" Mom says. "I'm grilling burgers and...