"Okay, Mother... Would you please explain to me how you'd play betterScrabble if I was wearing tweety bird pajamas?" That's easy, dear, now pay attent...on, because I know how dense you canbe sometimes. Especially when you're playing Scrabble. You just agreedwith me that your pajamas are old and worn, agreed?"I said 'yes.'And when I see you in your old, worn pajamas, I feel like a terriblemother. Not providing my favoritest son in the whole entire universe withonly the finest pajamas a mother. Romy said something like omigod and tried to get up, and then Ann did something I didn't expect her to do. She grabbed her hand and said, "Stay."She sat up and took her shirt off, and her skirt too. "Look at his dick, it's beautiful," she said and got on her back, spreading open. I took my shorts off, too, and laid on top of her, and started fucking her for real now. Romy watched, I didn't check, but I was sure. And it must have turned Ann on immensely, for she came almost instantly, and loud. Although Laura and I are an item and our relationship is solid, we both feel the need to dabble with the opposite sex now and then. We’re both very picky when it comes to guys and I had one particular friend who I had been keeping all to myself. Monday is my gym night now. After going a bit mad in the new year I’ve settled down to a two hour session once a week to complement my jogging. Most of the guys have got use to my weekly appearances, although I still get a lot of attention. They perv. Betty knew that looks had nothing to do with a person's sexual behavior, though. Not always, anyhow. She'd experimented with the aggressive role in Lesbianism and had enjoyed herself very much the very first time. That had been with Peggy, but she'd had a lot of fun going down on Julie and a few other girls since then. She still preferred sex with boys, but the gay stuff was exciting and she wouldn't want to do without it.Almost two weeks had passed since she and Rod had enjoyed the sex party.