It wasn't hard to plant the thought that if I'd scared somebody else bad enough to piss their pants in High School, then there might just be more to m... than there appeared. And on the heels of that thought, the idea that it wouldn't be a good idea to find out.When Gus looked in my eyes, I gave him one last nudge: I let him 'see' that if he started anything with me, 'things' were going to happen that would be MOST unpleasant for him. Exactly what those things would be, I left to the dark place. I sat in stunned silence, I knew exactly what he meant, he was insinuating I masturbated, which I did, though I thought in silence, but clearly not, as he must have known about my vibrators, and then there was the thing about me being a cougar, a MILF, suddenly I felt a woman and not a dowdy housewife, a mother, I felt alive and with a sexually alive son and his friends calling me as such.I went back into my bedroom and stripped off my nightdress and stood staring and twisting and turning. They don't seem to need to go out and get drunk as much, or do as many stupid things to get attention — if they're getting laid regularly. At least, not all the stupid things. I'm sure it's not always the case, but most of our kids have been like that.'"That's going to take a little getting used to, ' Sara said doubtfully."Why?' Charity asked in response. "How old were you when you lost your cherry?'"Fifteen, ' Sara admitted, feeling a little surprised that she felt as though that were an. " He didn't answer her. He just got up and continued the cleaning. She was just amazed at how her supposedly strong husband was dongall the things a woman would do. She wondered if he would want todress up as often as she thought he did if he had to do choresevery time he dressed. While he was hanging out the bed linens his heels kept sinkinginto the ground. It was bad enough he had to walk carrying his bodyfurther back than he usually did to keep his balance, but he alsohad to walk on.