Mother has left the building...

Mom was taken to the airport at 7:30 this morning. She should be somewhere close to home by now.

She saw my new leg tattoo while she was here. It was an accident as I had kept it hidden successfully for 6 days. While we were sitting watching Gilmore Girls, my trouser leg pulled up and my socks had slumped down (damn elastic!).

She said, "What's on your leg??" To which I sheepishly replied, "Um, my new tattoo." She grimmaced.

She didn't ask to see it, so I didn't show it. I don't think she realizes it covers so much acreage.

I believe she also found a porn magazine. I had forgotten I had an old copy of "Stroke" magazine in a stack of crap at my bedside table. Last night when I looked down, I saw the entire stack had been reorganized and carefully placed UNDER the nightstand. I thumbed through the stack, and yup. There it was. A "Stroke" edition with the cover featuring Lukas giving a blowjob to a very sizeable uncut cock.

Nice.

It was probably none too soon for her to leave. She doesn't need to see all that.