She’d brag, on more than one occasion, about how her IQ was in the ninety-eighth percentile. Occasionally she’d show me a piece of her writing, an... I’d point out something wrong with it, and she’d tell me how unnecessary a criticism it was, then hasten to point out that I’d made a similar mistake in something I’d shown her. Then I’d tell her I was an economics student and I wasn’t planning on publishing my poetry anytime soon, and she was, and… et cetera. And yet still, the flirting continued.. .But i controlled my self…The next day i dint move my dress and to my surprise my mom moved my dress and touched my tool and started smiling at my face and kissed three times in my fore head and slept…From that day on i found my mom had changed in her dressings and her way she dresses,she usually wears a saree above her naval but that day i found it very low from her naval..i was very much excited on seeing that..But i have to leave for my college with a normal hug and a kiss.Few days after. You’re probably wearing a bra and panties for the first time since your mother left last month aren’t you? And the jeans, sweatshirt, socks, tennis shoe. Hell there isn’t an inch of flesh visible to the naked eye, except your hands, neck, and face. You’ve even got your hair down, so you can turn into it and try to shield your looks.’ She pushed away from the table and headed into the living room, where she sat down on her couch. Candice said nothing when he joined her after cleaning up after. Ajay had hurried up as he felt it would give him more time to be with his mother and he wanted to be near her as much of the time as possible.When he came down, though he felt it was wrong to look at his mother's body, his eyes took to the dress she was wearing. He could not take away his eyes from the long flowing night dress she was wearing. Though it was of a heavy material, he could still make out the figure of her bosom and the curves of her thighs from the corner of his eye and when she.