"Thanks Mom. Um, yours really look good too!" she said, not sure what to say. "Thanks Honey," she said and reached over and kissed Chelsi on the cheek... As she did, Chelsi lifted up her hand and brushed her mother's soft, large, slightly sagging breast. They were so soft. She was shocked that she was copping a feel on her mom!Just then, Chelsi looked up and saw her father standing in the doorway watching. He was in his boxer shorts and nothing else. He was very fit, not an ounce of fat on him,. They were such different players, so every dinner was an exploration of how the other was approaching their latest piece. There was little overlap in repertoire between them, since Richard's bold and technical style was a world apart from Arlene's more sensitive and loose playing. But that was the attraction. Arlene's fingers might never move as fast as Richard's, but his might never sing as lovely as hers did.The Friday Richard returned from his Wexford audition, his parents dropped him off at. ”“Is everything back to normal with Angie?”“It would appear so. When I walked her back to her room last night, she kissed me on the cheek. So back to the pre-meltdown situation.”“Something has to give, Mike.”“I know. I’m just afraid of how she’s going to react. I don’t want to mess up her semester or cause her any other trouble with school.”“So when? After exams?”“Either that or the day before Spring Break. I’m leaning towards after our last exam so she has all Summer to get her head screwed on. She detested herself more than anything for being so weak-willed. And now she'd given herself a knot on the head and gotten fucked in the ass for her trouble.Gayle walked unsteadily to the house, let herself in and climbed the stairs. She took a quick bath, jumped naked into bed and wondered if she might be able to cry herself to sleep. But the tears didn't come. She was too exhausted and mind-bent to cry. Instead she fell into dreamless, deep sleep.Gayle awakened to breakfast in bed, brought.