" Mom turned over onto her back to look at me. There was a nearly fullmoon outside, and we could see each other pretty well."Gee, thanks for telling m..., Mom. That makes me feel very proud." Ileaned forward and kissed her on the lips for the first time. "Mom, wouldyou mind if I nursed your tits the way I used to?"Mom laughed softly. "I don't think it would be quite the way you used to,and there wouldn't be much nutrition there now-but OK. I think I could dothat much for my darling boy."I pulled. ” Even as part of a cover story, I blushed brightly at the confessions. People were far more sympathetic to the story of a cancer patient who lost all her hair to chemotherapy than to a woman who was allergic to her own hair so it fell out. “I am having such a wonderful time here—a celebration of recovery—I would hate for Mr. Rentz to discover my condition. He wants my hair done for the party. Can you simply style my wig?”“Oh, my dear!” she cried. “You poor thing. We will do everything in our. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw that Bec was shifting around on her bed and moaning so I figured she was probably having a bad dream, too. It seemed automatic to cross the room and crawl into bed with her. I put my back against her front and drug her arms around me. Bec stuck her face into the back of my neck and sighed. Then she was still. I felt so safe it was like she chased away the bad dreams. I went back to sleep and slept like a log through until morning.I woke up on my back. Soon you are as naked as the girl. You pull my dress over my head as she released my breasts from my bra. She notices we are both shaved smooth and she has a full bush. "You should join the club" as I run my fingers through her bush. You go get a bowl of warm water, a razor and a towel. She doesn't offer much resistance as I kiss her as a distraction as you start shaving her. Before long she is completely bare. I run my hand over her mound, "You did a great job. You should go into business. Can.