The Family Cox/Alex Cox/Go see Holly Cummings/Give her the money
"I don't know," you become scared for a second, "I mean...Mr. Holder said he couldn't make his meeting with you. So...so he asked me to come instead." You can't believe how pretty your mommy looks, and her boobies are about to fall out of her uniform. After being so close to Casey's bare privates, and now this, your pee-pee is starting to hurt. You look down to see your pants making a tent. You don't think Mommy has noticed yet.
"That little prick, I got all dressed up...why the fuck didn't he call?"
Mommy normally doesn't curse in front of you. It is hard to tell if you're in trouble. "I'm sorry, Mommy."
She crouches down to you and puts her hands on your shoulders, "No, Sweetie, it isn't your fault, Willie...Mr. Holder, can just be inconsiderate sometimes." A curious expression appears on her face as she stands back up, "But why did he ask you to come? This is completely inappropriate."
"Well, he said you don't like it when he cancels, but that you could play with me instead."
"Baby, I would love to play with you," for a split second her eyes dart downward, you think she noticed your tent. "But I'm supposed to be working," she subtly licks her lips. Then her eyes widen, "and the room...Shit! He was supposed to pay for it too..."
The money! You pull out the wad of cash from your pocket, "Is that what this is for? He told me I had to give it to you, then we play."
Your mother takes the money from you, "Thank you Alex, such a good son..." she still seems lost in thought, "Alex, Mr. Holder didn't say or want anything else?"
"Nope, just that I am taking his place." She looks at your pee-pee again.
"Taking his place?" She places a finger on her lower lip as she mumbles to herself for a few seconds. A grin spreads across her face...
"Well...you did pay me, and that makes you a client, so, I guess I don't have any other choice, even if you are my son." Her feet together, legs straight, she bends at the hips until she is eye to eye, a couple centimeters from your face, "Lets play, Baby." Her voice has changed, she only sounds like that with Daddy. You feel your privates push against your jeans.
"What do you want, Sir?"