Meanwhile, Patricia has a religious experience upstairs

A look of determination is on Patricia Greene's face as she marches up the stairs, ready to do battle with a clogged drain.

I can't believe this is happening TODAY... Right after Jason arrives! All I wanted was for everything to be perfect for him... She sighs, unaware of the fact that she had only "wanted" that for less than an hour. Those damn boys... I bet they're shaving in there, or something. There's probably a hairball the size of Alaska in the--

Opening the bathroom door, she stopped dead. The smell.

It was like she'd run headfirst into a wall of pure, unadulterated sex. Thick, overpowering, unique--Though somehow familiar. On some level, it reminded her of many things... Half-remembered, half-imagined things. The bedsheets, after making love with William for six hours--About five longer than they'd ever actually spent. Her favorite perfume, if it had been designed to be overtly masculine. Her sons' discarded underwear and mysteriously-crusty socks, if they... If only they were... Men.

Patricia took a mindless step forward, driven to dive deeper into the musk. She was panting, breathing more and more deeply the further she walked into the bathroom... Until finally she reached the shower.

The curtains were closed, and her hand trembled as she swept them aside. Looking down, she gasped--Inhaling yet another wave of the mind-altering, powerful-yet-pleasant stench.

Covering the bottom of the shower from wall to wall was a glistening layer of white goo. It was deep--Deeper near the sides, with a divet above the drain, and hills and valleys throughout. Too thick to settle into a flat surface. Too thick to flow down the drain... At least anymore, after the sheer volume that Jason had pumped in there.

The quivering, panting MILF got down on her knees, eyes locked on the shimmering pool of slop. Some part of her already knew what it was, and the rest... The rest of her was eager to find out.

Slowly but inevitably, her hand reached down, dove into the goop, and came up with a handful. It jiggled like jelly in her palm... Warm... Hot even, despite spending several minutes on the tiled floor.

The smell grew stronger. Her hand grew closer to her mouth.

"HnnnNNNGH! MMMmmm... Mmph..."

With William and Brook out of the house and Todd with his headphones in, only Jason heard her moan as it echoed out from the bathroom. Her mind-shattering orgasm, followed by several minutes of greedy slurping... A few more orgasms throughout... Then silence, as she passed out on the floor.

Jason glanced up, smiled, then looked back at his phone and started typing:

• "Settling in. Your family's nice; I'm sure we'll get along really well. How's Bakerton?"

A few minutes later, Alan texted back:

• "Dude your mom is... holy fuk. she wont stop blowing meee. is this really okay??? she says you told her to?"

Jason let out a chuckle before replying:

• "Enjoy your summer, bud. I know I will."