" Looking around again, she added, "Your deck is private, isn't it?" With the space between the houses and the privacy fence around the yard, yes, it ...s. Sometimes I'm able to close my eyes and feel like I'm the only soul around." I replied."With all the apartments and decks, my deck at the apartment is about as private as a downtown street corner. To tan with any privacy I have to go to the tanning salon and pay them." Well, it's private here, except for me, of course." I offered."Yeah, well. So, you're banished to the barn when you want to smoke a cigar?"He laughed. "No, I can smoke in the house if I want, but the misses makes such a big production out of opening windows and turning on fans that it's just a lot less hassle to smoke out here."I got a chuckle out of that. "I have something I need to talk to you about... Dad has taken off. Evidently mom told him he had to have a job by a certain date or she was going to kick him out. He left a note saying he was going to California to. I quickly strummed the six-string guitar and made a few string adjustments before I began to play, Love Will Keep Us Alive on Tom’s beautiful Yamaha guitar. I strummed out the soft gentle tune’s introduction and then sang:“I was standing all alone against the world outside.You were searching for a place to hide.Lost and lonely, now you’ve given me the will to survive.When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive.”As I played and sang that first verse, I watched everyone and noticed that all three. I'm not quite ready but go to the kitchen and grab yourself a drink." She went back to the bedroom...Now, I was 18. I was a normal teenager fantasizing about teenage girls, and I had never looked at Mrs Jones twice. She was just a friend's mother, but she had never appeared before me in black underwear. As she led me through the back door, I couldn't help thinking "FUCK! I've just nearly seen Mike's mum's tits! The black lace of the bra against her white tits actually gave me a stiffy I hadn't.