We were both laughing and joking around. "I guess I still move OK for an old broad don't you think?" "Mom you move great! You could probably make extr... money workin as a dancer", I replied. She just laughed, "yea like anyone wants to see an old mom dancing like some hootchie woman". "Well mom, if ya got it flaunt it". We laughed and had a few sips of our drinks and began talking.The margaritas were going down smooth and we were laughing and having a great time. We were both getting a good buzz. The rest of the family managed to fit into two other cars, and we left for the park, Sandy leading the way. On the way over, I told Monica what she'd already surmised--she was being 'checked out' by the kids. I told her that since Sandy was the one who initially got us together, and since she was also the one who organized this weekend, I was reasonably certain that she had already put in a good word for us, inviting the rest of the kids down to verify her feelings. I could tell Monica was. ---Now they're on the bus, the cameraman sitting next to Jake in the back. Jake, in profile, looks forward intently."Buses are great because you encounter so many interesting people. Take that woman there..." he gestures and the camera follows, showing an attractive Asian woman not much older than Jake. "...I think she's a tourist."Sure enough, the woman takes out her phone and starts taking pictures of some of the landmarks they pass. The man in the seat behind her asks her a question but she. Alice hugged her mother back tightly, grateful for her reassurance. The warm press of her mom’s naked skin on her own filled Alice with a confidence and comfort that she didn't know she needed. “Now finish up your shower and dry off, otherwise we will be late for the staff lunch.” Her mom said, letting go and walking towards a bench with towels. Alice turned to realize that the girl and all the other workers had already left the showers. She hoped she hadn't made the other girl too.