I looked out the window and saw just endlessly blue sky. I laid back in my chair and thought of how amazing this world was. My thoughts were soon inte...rupted though by a rather massive voice. ‘Why did you come back here boy? Why have you returned to where you came from? Why now, why came home?’ She wore an expression I had never before seen in my life. She simply sat there, staring, void of emotion. She simply awaited an answer. My hands crossed and I looked again out the window. How amazing. Melody looked away quickly feeling she had invaded her sons' privacy too much. Her heart beat a hundred miles an hour as she contemplated putting her son's clothes back and leaving before he realized she had been there.Brian's deep rythmic breathing brought Melody back to her senses. He was still fast asleep and had no idea she had entered his room. She could easily drop his clothes where she had found them and slip out undetected.Melody could not force the image of her son's big hairy balls. She eventually made herself get up and look – the bedroom was empty and his clothes were gone. There was nothing left to show that she had once had a gentle and loving boyfriend. All she could do was take a long hot shower, collapse on the bed and cry herself to sleep.She woke up wondering if it had all been a nightmare but her bruises and the empty house told her it was all too true. Saturday and she needed to shop for clothes. The high top stockings and sexy underwear were easy enough to find. The persistent knock on her apartment door roused Dalia from her fitful dream. She pulled on a silk summer robe and made her way thru the darkness to the continuing sound. Her eye to the peephole, she saw Susan looking back at her. The door swung open, almost as if it had done it itself. “Hi,” she whispered thru her grin “Come in.” They walked slowly into the living room, both uncertain where to take this. A tingle filled Dalias’ stomach and she felt a moistening between her thighs. They both.