My mother had been working at that hotel for a few days when she and her colleague went to clean the room that had just been vacated by a young couple. While cleaning some rooms the previous day, she had found traces of semen and condoms everywhere, but when she entered the room, she immediately noticed a veritable lake of sperm in the center of the bed, the odor filling the room. Her friend came over to smell it, then told my mother that she thought it was a stain of something food-related, inviting her to smell it too. My mother approached and, bending over that still-warm pool, but before she could tell her friend she was wrong and that it was indeed semen, the friend pushed her head, bringing her mouth and face into contact with that nectar of pleasure that both disgusted and attracted her. My mother could feel it in her nose and mouth, but she couldn't free herself from her colleague's hands, who continued to push her head. When she managed to free herself and asked her colleague if she was going crazy, she received a passionate kiss on the mouth. She'd never kissed a woman before, and she was transfixed as her tongue chased hers in her mouth. Her colleague's hand moved up her thigh, slipping under her panties, searching for her clit, eager for cuddles. Soon she found herself with her legs spread, caressing her friend's head, and licking it, making her come repeatedly. From that day on, whenever a couple left a room, my mother and her colleague would immediately rush to re-do it, and once there, my mother's friend would unleash her perversions, involving her too. After closing the door, they would undress completely and then roll around on the bed, smelling of semen and vaginal fluids, emptying the contents of the condoms on each other. At first, my mother was disgusted by those games, but they made her experience sensations she'd never felt before, and which she loved. By then, the change had begun within her.