As I talked I could not believe how open I was being and found that myskirt was being pushed forward by my erection in my panties.To say that this was...turning into an evening of surprises was anunderstatement as then Helen put her hand on my erection..... I could notbelieve it. I looked at her and saw she was flushed in the face.Helen looked me in the eye and then took her hand away and blushedfuriously."I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me." Don't apologise," I said, "Sitting here with. I had no idea of what she looked like under her clown costume. It was just interesting sitting there at the front of the bar looking out of the window for the sight of a bus and having a wasted afternoon and kind of interesting in a 'now this is a tall story in the making' way. I mean, come on! How many of you guys out there have ever hit on a girl wearing red hair standing straight out in frizzy fright wig, red ball nose, baggy assed red poke dot clown suit, size twenty five orange shoes and. I have a few girlfriends but not my mother. Is that your real mother?" I replied.I didn't hear from Jake for a few days and then when I was looking for other so called mom-son couples, I saw his response land in my email."Yes, she is my mom." said the email, rather curtly."So should we meet?" I pursued my lead."Ok. How about tonight at Golden Kitten?" "Sure. Golden Kitten at 8." I reponsded."Make it 11. The party doesn't start till midnight." Jake suggested.Golden Kitten was the most notorious. As the water cascaded down her still fit body, Anna wondered if the effort was even worth it. At thirty-four years old, she was ten years divorced, single, and hadn't even found a man worth a one night stand in months. May as well just let myself go and marry my vibrator, Fred. That's all the action I'm getting anyway.Anna shut off the water and toweled dry, deciding that she didn't even feel like blow-drying her hair. She wrapped a knee-length, white cotton robe around her, the cloth hugging.