And you would have been right. So you finally got what you wanted, and were happy, but you were also ticked that you hadn’t got it three years earli...r. So now, because you cut Curtis completely out of your life, I’m your target. Well, I’m a big boy. I can take it.”She smirked, “Yes, you are! Shall we get some food?”“Sure,” I said. “What do you want to eat?”“Chinese would be great. And you for dessert!”I chuckled, “Let’s get dinner. We can talk about the dessert afterwards.”“Talk? There’s no. ”They both laughed as Jen sat on the bed, her Son standing and looking down at her. Looking at her again with The Look.”So… What do I do? How does this work?” Jen asked, in all sincerity.”Well, it would help if you took off your clothes.” Dan ventured.”I can’t undress for you!” Jen protested, somewhat weekly.So delicious! Why did she keep thinking that?Dan didn’t miss that she said ‘cant’ and not ‘wont'”I don’t mean naked Mom” Dan said softly, although wishing that he could see his mother. Suddenly, the subject of gay rights became a big fucking deal (pun intended). Civil unions, rights to be allowed with loved ones during times of hospitalization or (God forbid) hospice, wills and inheritance.

Again? Big mother fucking deal. Why did I care? Why WOULD I care? But, no, not enough to be tolerant. Not enough by a long shit. Shot, shit, either way. I was in my office one day, working on whatever it was i was working on. You know? Nose to the grindstone, honest day’s work for an. "Is this better?" she asked, cheerily.I laughed, liking her attitude. But I didn't like what I had seen as she let the short skirt creep up."What color are your panties?" I asked, having already seen they were red.Zelda didn't respond to my question. This time she was back in four minutes, having changed her panties. It was also evident that she was now wearing a bra.I smiled, approvingly and put the car in gear. Thinking she needed a better explanation than simply 'we were only going for pizza.