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She's begging the wrong man. If I have to hold her up, I will. Her body is like a rag doll when I enter her again from behind. But she's helpless to stop the moans escaping her. I take her hips into both hands and move her up and down my cock.

"Fuck, yes!" I exclaim.

"Oh shit, Gabe," she pants. "I think I'm coming again."

"That's the idea, baby," I laugh, grabbing her hips harder, moving her back and forward, watching those incredible tits of hers move with the same rhythm, still outside their silky cages.

The next morning…

Thankfully, my walk of shame isn't very far. Just down the hall. But on wobbly legs like mine, it might as well be the entire strip. Shit, that was the best sex of my life. But… what the hell was I thinking?

Wait, no. I wasn't. That's the problem. From the moment Gabe cornered me against the wall until… yeah… I'm not even thinking right now. The things he did to my body? Hitting spots I didn't even know existed?No, Audra. NO! Just no. That's not what we're going to think about right now.

"Have you seen Mr. Fluffball?" My mother's voice nearly startles me into an out-of-body experience. "He got out and is out here somewhere."

"Uhm… no." I manage. Thankful for the lack of light right now.

But that doesn't last long. Bright lights turn on, illuminating me, my hair, which has to look like I've been through a hurricane because, let's be honest…Focus!

"Oh dear." Of course, this is the moment my mother decides to be fully lucid. Looking me up and down, she giggles. "Looks like someone enjoyed themselves."

"When did Mr. Fluffball get out?" I try to change the subject, which is usually easy with her cats.

Not today. Or not tonight. Or this morning. Whatever time it is.

"I've been looking for him all night. There were some weird noises and…" she stops, looks at me, and giggles again. "Okay, now I know what those noises were."

Why doesn't the floor open and pull me out of my misery? Why doesn't Las Vegas have earthquakes? Or tornadoes? I'd take either one right about now. Memories come unbidden. Of my first boyfriend when I was fifteen. We didn't have sex, not really, but he fell asleep in my bed, and Mom decided the next morning was the best time to open my door so one of her cats could come in. To say I was mortified then is like saying losing your life savings on the Strip is a slight setback. Compared to now? This is like losing everything… and realizing I'm the one who placed the bet.

"Anyway," Mom continues, ignoring the color of my face, which probably matches the color of my hair right about now. A knowing smile plays along her lips. "You've never looked more like you than now, Audra."

I stare at her, flabbergasted. Of all the things she could have said, this is the last thing I would have expected. No, strike that. I would have never expected that line, because it implies she has been paying attention to me.

She shuffles over like an eighty-year-old woman, instead of one in her forties, and pats my arm. "Good for you. That man is good for you."

My mouth opens. And closes without any words coming out. I just don't know what to say.

"Oh, don't look at me like that. I had a life once, too, you know."

Right. She did. She's mentioned it a few times over the years.

"I was worried about you and those bikers… but I figured a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do," she prattles on.

Bikers? She knew?

"You knew about Razor?"

She rolls her eyes. "I might not have been the best mother, Audra, but I did pay some attention. I knew where you were most of the time."

And she let me go out into the desert? No, that might be unfair. She might have known some, but not the entire extent. I don't think.

"I love you, Audra. You've always been the most important part of my life. Never forget that."

Tears gather in my eyes. She's never said anything like that before. I mean ever. An unearthly scream interrupts the moment. The kind of scream only a cat can produce when truly startled and scared half to death, followed by a deep voice, shouting, "What the fuck?"

"Oh." Mom shuffles forward, surprisingly quick.

For a moment, I'm still rooted to the ground because… well, because not only has my life been completely turned inside out and upside down, and my mind is still a bit fuzzy from… yeah, the sex, but also, I'm still totally floored about what mom divulged.