I was speechless for a moment and then I realized she was not sleeping at all. She was so planned on what she had to say. A person who wakes up and ca...ches you like that would screaming and yelling. She was way to calm for that. I said to her exactly what I was trying todo. I wanted to take a picture of your panty I said to her. She said it's a thong. I said okay then even better, I wanted to take a picture of your thong. She says to me why you have a fetish for thongs. I said yes I have a. She strutted over to the coffee tableand placed down two mugs, treating us to the sight of her trim bottom as sheleaned over. She wore black lace net stockings, the tops of which were clearlyvisible below the hem of her skirt. She looked such a trollop! She should havebeen ashamed of herself, turning up at work dressed like a slut. Did I look like that? She wiggled towards the door, her task complete. "Laura -? My boss called out to her sternly, before she could reach thedoor. "Aren't you. ’ She got on the bed, the duvet thrown back, then got her glass of wine and sipped it while we caught up on the news. Then she leant over, her boobs still slightly damp and pressed to my chest. She kissed my cheek, and when I turned towards her our mouths met and we kissed slow and deep. ‘Is there porn on this TV?’ ‘No,’ I said, ‘but I am sure I can get a DVD tomorrow and the TV has a DVD player built in, so we can watch some then.’ ‘Mmm... okay, so tonight we have to make our own porn.’ Her. I never feltmore loved or protected."What have I done to deserve a wonderful daughter like you?"Mom held me until my tears stopped. She had always comforted me when Iwas younger, but as I grew older Dad kind of fell into that mode. If Iwas hurt, he'd put an arm around me and comfort me, but this wasdifferent with Mom. It was as though she had finally buried her son andwas starting to see the girl I had become."Mom, I'm not all that wonderful." How can you say that? I can't think of another girl.