She did not acknowledge my movements and I cupped her again, allowing even more time on the feeling of her massive boobs. She just sat back and revele... in the relaxing feeling of her sensuous massage. I was getting excited with the massage that I was giving to my sexy mother, furthering my caresses of her soft body. After a few more strokes down the front of her chest, I slid my hands down the front of her dress and into her bra, cupping her bare breasts and palming her enlarging nipples. She. Once the connection was made I sensed his hesitation at eating lunch with someone like Tiffany. I knew from our past friendship that Mike thought Tiffany was probably the hottest girl on the planet. He also felt that he was about as far beneath her as a person could get.By the time he was standing by the table I had my eyes open, the connection firmly established."You sure it's okay for me to sit here?" He asked, looking at me."No problem at all," I replied, not using the link yet since he. Proper. Relaxed, somehow. ‘I don’t know,’ is all I said. She looked down at the floor. Then murmured ‘I’m confused.’ I got up and moved away from the fire. I sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. And I apologized – felt the words come out rather than had them form in my head first. ‘I’m sorry. I.. don’t know what to do.’ I tried to sound gruff but it came out as what I think sounded scared. She was quiet. But within a moment she was there. Standing next to me. She just looked forlorn. ‘Do you. So I did. We met for coffee and she had a Mocha Latte…It didn’t take long in our initial conversation to clearly establish that we were from very different planets in the pop culture universe…. I refused to let that put me off…It seemed I was acceptable in Roxie’s eyes…and I sure didn’t know her well enough at that point to have any idea who or what Roxie would have found unacceptable. Just 30 minutes into the meeting …she had just drained her drink… Roxie stood up and smiled and said “Let’s go.