I've got my own relationship to enjoy.Another day.She's sitting over there on the sofa when I walk in from taking care of a little issue with the car....I am enjoying this book, Dave," she tells me.I smile at her."You won't let me work on the car." The tone is just a tiny bit accusatory."I will let you work on the car. This wasn't the thing to work on. Nothing to learn here." Dave," she said softly, "I have everything to learn. You take things for granted. You were raised in America. You have. I slowly exited my room and started down the hall to the bathroom. I noticed my mother’s television was on. I quietly opened the door and noticed that she was fast asleep. The glossy finish of the rose colour paint in her room reflected the blue’s in the television picture and danced little shapes all about the room. The curtains that d****d over the windows blew in with the breeze of cool air there was outside.I walked over and clicked off the TV and started for the door when my mum began to. ....well. Hey hun?" "yeah" he said quizzically. "Its my Birthday and all and I was just wondering if you wouldnt mind.........you know, just going back to bed for a while." "Huh? Why? What going on?" "Well its just that Trisha brought your friends here and gave me this pill as a birthday present. Right before you came down they were just starting on my naked pussy and .......I mean you are so small and some of them have the biggest dicks ive ever seen. Im sorry but i want to. I felt a small blush rising in my face and I fought the urge to look down at my lap. ‘Fine,’ I said. ‘In fact, it went really well. I could visualize the bike, the transition zone, and everything. It felt so real.’ I was rambling now, trying not to think what happened during the transition. ‘Great, I thought you would be good at it. How did the mantra work?’ With gusto I immediately responded, ‘The harder it is, the stronger I am.’ ‘Very good,’ She smiled. ‘After you practice here a few times,.