She stuck around and we talked about so many things we hadn't talked about for a long time. It was nice. If anything good came out of this it was that...my mom and I seemed closer. I guess I had pushed her away. I viewed her only as Mom. Never did I think of her as a friend but today she was a friend.We talked all morning and into early afternoon. Pulling things from the fridge we prepared lunch. We both stopped when the phone rang."Oh my God!" I exclaimed, "I completely forgot that Cole was. The friends didn’t see school as a competition with other pupils as some did. When it came time to take the scholarship exams for Oxford he was put in as a matter of course, and he passed, if not with flying colours, at least with enough to be offered an interview and then a place.He did not want to go university, he had said; and the ensuing discussions with school, parents, vicar and others had ranged around ‘he owed it to his country’, ‘he owed it to School’, ‘he owed it to his parents’.. It wasn't a dream after all. I lay back down on my bed, it is too late to attempt to catch the end of my lecture class. My mind is trying to make sense of last night's encounter. I'm asking myself question after question.Do I tell my boyfriend?Do I want it to happen again? Do I want to let Heather's boyfriend watch us the next time we're together.This is going to require a lot more thought than I currently want to give the matter. I close my eyes, hoping I'll get a bit more sleep and then I. I can still hear her sweet soft moans and soft sighs as she used Hubby for her sexual delight. And how Hubby’s shaft was soaked with the white love juice that flowed from her hot love hole. Wow! I get wet just thinking about it!Helén was living with a guy back then, but Hubby says they made love about five times a week back then, not to mention the blowjobs or handjobs she would give him during coffee breaks while they worked together. Today she's a very successful businesswoman, much of her.