Mom was obviously already in the bathroom. I could see that the steam that was escaping cracked the door. I slowly walked down the hall but as I passe... the bathroom I just happened to glance through the crack in the door. There I saw Mom totally nude getting ready to step into the bath. Mom was forty-two at the time. She had a housewife paunch and her skin was milky white. She had black medium length curly hair, big mouth full of teeth and striking green eyes. Mom wasn’t a beautiful woman by. It’s a whole different thing to actually live it and be comfortable with it. Until I can do THAT, I can’t even think about those things. No, that’s not quite true; I can THINK about them, I just can’t do them, no matter how crazy it drives me.”“You’re horny!” I chuckled.“Well of course I am! It was all I could do not to have you four or five times at Christmas! And the two times that we’ve kissed deeply, I’ve almost ripped your clothes off. It’s your fault, too! You flipped a switch on me on. ..What?This time, Emma tossed their favorite magazine onto the table.Amanda could tell by the way Emma said it that something was different this time.She didn't want to look at the pages.Look ... Emma taunted.Fine ... Amanda picked up the magazine as she stuffed an onion ring in her mouth. Emma plopped herself down, and promptly took a bite of frozen yogurt as she popped a bite of gooey brownie into her mouth. Only people with bodies like theirs could get away with such horrendous dieting. We traveled several minutes until we stopped at the Mostowski Palace. We went inside. There, the sitting duty officer asked whom you had - they answered such one off the record. We moved forward without further questions. They led me through a long dark corridor, then down the stairs to the basements. A corridor with numerous iron doors stretched out before me. I thought about the goals. They introduced me to one door but it turned out to be an interrogation room. Inside was a desk behind which.