I thenstood and went to Tammie's vanity and turned on the light. "It's earlyafternoon, Mother, I hope Jamie doesn't go for a slutty night/party lookwi...h his makeup," Tammie suggested. Mother agreed, but when I picked upthe dark red lipstick, both Mother and Tammie gasped. "Oh dear, thatlipstick is just to red for afternoon." "You really should have gone witha nice light pink," Tammie suggested. They both watched and laughed as Iapparently went for the totally wrong look for a young woman on a. And because of her activity, she was as fine physically as they come. She had long, curvaceous legs and her breasts were real, soft and touchable.Her parents and most of her family lived in the Bay area. She had attended Berkeley and was now engaged in her life's work. By day she was a financial advisor, but by night she practiced her passion, writing. She was well along on her first novel.She was an avid outdoorswoman and living so close to Yosemite and King's Canyon was a great treat for her.. "Ms. Andrews said you'd be by tonight. I'll takeyou up."We walked together across the lobby toward the elevator bank."You and Ms. Andrews are spending a lot of time together," he observed.Walter's comment seemed a little too inquisitive to me. I replied,somewhat noncommittally, "I suppose we are Walter."As the doors closed us in together he commented, "Can't say I blame you. Ms. Andrews is a pretty remarkable lady. Lots of men would kill to be inyour shoes."I smiled. I couldn't argue with. “Maybe Mom will check me out,” I thought as I flexed in the mirror. I was getting pretty muscular now, not so skinny, and was as tall as the Old Man now."Wonder if his dick is bigger?" I asked myself as I pulled mine out and looked at it in the mirror.I tucked it away, "Later buddy," and went upstairs to the kitchen. The table was set for three, with Dad's usual spot empty, and Karen was not there yet. Mom stood at the stove, putting eggs onto a plate, and didn't say anything. She was wearing.