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RENTING OUT MOM
(Kim Hardwick)

"Mr. Smith, I think we may have had a major misunderstanding.  What my sister and I are looking for is to sell our mom for a night of sex or sexual role playing.  The money will be real, but we are talking about a fantasy.  What is it you thought we meant?"

I smiled.  Cunts.  Typical, spoiled little cunts.  I should have known; hell, Carl should have realized.  To them, this is all a game.  Hollywood.  

"I agree with you Karen, there has been a terrible misunderstanding.  I thought you and your sister were serious about fulfilling your mother's fantasy.  I will recommend you two seek out the services of male strippers who can pretend to kidnap your mother and provide a reasonably good time.  Thank you for coming to visit, and perhaps in the future, I may be of some help." I stood up to show them to the elevator.

Karen, the older sister, reached out and stopped her sister from getting up.  "Mr. Smith, let me see if I follow you.  You actually thought that we were seriously thinking of selling our mother into slavery?  I don't know what to say except, can you really do such a thing and have you done such a thing?"

I sat back down, carefully weighing my answer.  The fact that neither one of the sisters got up, suggests that this interest of theirs is more than a drunken fantasy fest.  Obviously, there has been much discussion and thought behind their plans.  Cocking my eyebrows at them, I hesitated giving them an answer as I mulled over other options aside from an outright sale.  

"Well, to be frank with you Karen, there are certain other possibilities.  For instance, we may lease or rent your mother out.  That scenario would avoid a permanent cessation of her rights as a human being."  I hope they didn't detect my enthusiasm.  A rental arraignment would be infinitely more profitable and entertaining than an outright sale.

The two sisters looked at each other and whispered into each other's ears something which I couldn't make out.  I was about to offer the use of my private study when Suzy turned to me and asked, "And if we rent out our mom, what happens with the money?  What are the details?"

"Well, if you choose to go that route," I crossed my legs nonchalantly, "then we would go with an equitable distribution of the rental fee, minus costs.  Being that it's the three of us, each would share one third of the rental fee.  Earlier, when I was under my misconception of the sale, I mentioned a figure; however, for a rental, we are looking at perhaps something along the lines of three to eight thousand dollars for unfettered use of your mother for twenty four hours.  Fairly typical."

"And how would you come to that figure and I guess, what we'd like to know is, what would mom have to do to earn that fee?"  Karen, as usual so far, once again spoke up.

"Karen, your mom wouldn't have to do anything; then again, being that she was rented, she might have to do a great deal for that fee.  It all depends on the whims of the individual leasing your mother.  Once the funds are transferred to my account, your mom's fate for the agreed upon time period is out of our hands.  Or to really simplify things; once the funds transfer, your mom is the property of whoever paid for her."  I can't think of any way to make it simpler to these attractive, but somewhat intellectually lacking bitches.

Karen frowned and turned to her sister to whisper something.  I closed my eyes and placed my hands in a steeple position while waiting for these two retards to come to a decision.  The more questions they asked me, the more concerned I became.  I was almost waiting for one of them, probably Karen, to ask me another stupid question for me to blow my top and physically manhandle them and start whipping them both and inserting anal plugs up their cute butts.  God knows, they seem to need it more than their mom.