My rational mind was yelling at me, whats wrong with you?! Take your hand back! Tell him to fuck off! My pride tried its best to rise up and shame me ...nto doing what any normal girl would do, but I just kept backing up. Wed been in the kitchen and I suddenly realized he was backing me into a small, dingy laundry room lit by one naked yellow bulb. We crossed the threshold and he released me and it was like a splash of cold water, waking me up enough to be nervous and embarrassed that I was. She was telling me that she had 4 k**s and the youngest was 20 and she was popping up to see her nanna later in the week, so the day went on and she was bringing tea through and she talked a bit more but you could tell she was flirting but it was fun, she wasn't a looker but her body was nice and her tits were really big and round and i was looking non stop at them and she knew but she never hid them so why not look. it was time for her to go and she said ring me when you come through and we. " what are you doing?" she said. "I love you!" I said. I then have her the most passionate kiss I could without fainting. she go up and ran out. I was confused. In school the next day she avoided me until 5th hour when she handed me a note. it read: come to my house after school. I followed her command. as soon as I reached the door she yanked me inside, locked the door, and kissed me. "I want you so bad" she said. I was so wet I didn't know what to do. I've never done anything like this. I mean what am I supposed to do? Walk over and say, “Hey, I’m Jason, I’m sixteen and I just moved here, you guys wanna be my friends?” So I’ve kept to myself. Then back at the house mom will get home after her day at work. We’ll talk and watch TV and eat dinner. It’s all very... well, I wanna say normal, but there is something else going on. For instance, mom still comes down to breakfast in her robe. She keeps it closed now, but I still see it just beginning to slip open and she doesn’t seem.