She was wearing a white knit sweater with black, well fitted slacks, her hair was pulled back in a French twist, her make-up was just enough to highli...ht everything without being over done. Nothing slutty about it, just hot and damn good looking.She smile and ask you like? Before I could catch myself I had blurted out “ Mom, you SSSSOOOOOOOO EATABLE!!. BOBBY!! Mom said as she blushed. I realized what I had said, I could feel my face getting hot and knew I was blushing also. We all had a. The tendency to pound harshly had meltedinto a much more expressive touch which conveyed a surprising depth offeeling for a 15 year-old.The change in their lives brought mother and son much closer together andCarrie found it natural to confide in this graceful and intelligentdaughter; it was harder and harder to remember that he was in fact herson."Another new dress already? We'll have to see, won't we?" Carrriereplied teasingly. "If you play the Schubert really well after supper,something. ”I drove her back to her place. We parked outside the house.“It’s pretty bare in there now,” she said. “Glenda is leaving on Tuesday, moving the last of her things home for the long vac. Jill goes on Thursday evening, so between us by Thursday we have to finish cleaning the house to get our deposits back. We’ll do a bit tomorrow. Might even get Glenda to give us a hand, after all it’s her deposit as well!”She turned towards me and I reciprocated. We naturally put lips together and kissed, then. " Please don't be upset," Victoria put in, "I think I can understand how you feel. I have no intention of taking your father away from you. Indeed I was hoping to add to your family not subtract. Don't you think that we can share your father?"Aunt Victoria turned to Father and patted his hand and some signal or unspoken message passed between them."Your father and I had hoped to go about this somewhat more slowly but I think we can begin sooner. Do you mind if I ask how long you have been.