“What are you talking about?” I was feigning ignorance.“Mom, you parked yourself right under the security cameras”.Oh shit…that is why the p...rtion of the beach is almost empty.Mark continued, “tell you what, you have nothing to be ashamed about…you are one hot looking chick”.I could feel myself blush…apparently compliments work.“By the way, told you that you have nice tits!”Ugh…mental conflict spun in my head. All for compliments…but it is one thing to have my kid say I am a hot looking chick,. It was first time I was surrounded by so many bras. My momusually went to buy her bras alone so I had never entered into thatsection. I quickly looked into the panties section and I took a package oftwo panties of two different colors: pink and white. I went to the cashregister, but I felt nervous again when I saw the line. There were fewpeople so I entered when nobody was around. The girl that attended the cashregister didn't say anything about my "strange" picks, so I went out of thestore. I did master one spell that came in handy. Specifying a specific weight, the spell collected everything under that weight from a room sized area and put it into a small, floating ball. Stan watched as I wove the spell. Dust, hair and dirt rose from carpeting and from all other surfaces to make a ball in front of me. Capturing the dust ball in a plastic bag I released the spell and took a bow to Stan’s applause. Cleaning my house became much easier.That was my major achievement until Stan had to. "Wha-why is it like that?" she stuttered while instinctively reaching out to touch the tip.He flinched when she did but responded to her question in a normal voice. "It's like this because of you," he admitted while trying not to blush.Tiffany failed to do the same though. "Because of me?" she asked cautiously while tapping the tip again. She squeaked again when she felt a slight wetness on her finger tip."Every time I see a girl I think is pretty, it gets like this," Jon explained."You think.