My mother had gone out of Kathmandu for a while. My mother had left early in the morning and I couldn’t sleep. I knew that she would be sleeping. I ...lready told you about my weakness, boobs. I thought that to be a good time to do some boob grabbing. I walked to her room, she was asleep. “Aunty,” I called out a little louder than normal. She made no sign of being awake. I tore a page from a magazine to test if she was in a deep sleep or not. She didn’t move. I threw that paper on her; it landed. We're not in a hurry, so we plan to get to explore each other slowly, relishing and savouring each stage. It is warm, high summer, so the copious green leaves are rustling and you look so very attractive.We lie down on the blanket and simultaneously our hands are all over each other. We kiss some more and you lie back looking up at me. I gently squeeze one of your breasts and kiss you again and you respond, our tongues slipping and sliding together. We pause and I look down at you; your dress. ... I.. um.. don't know, Mom. I feel kinda funny!" Good `funny' of bad `funny', sweetheart?" asked Janet, letting her fingers slide up under the hem of the towel which just covered her daughter's furry little crotch."Good... I guess," murmured Fiona. After all she had seen and heard today, her mother's touch excited the young girl much more than she would admit to."Do you want me to stop, honey?" asked her mother. "I will if you feel uncomfortable about this." N..no! No, don't stop...." said. "That's amazing." Kenneth said. The Wiz smiled and shook his head. "It's all for show." He thought. The next image was that of Billy at school. He was standing in the boy's bathroom holding the bottle of cologne, looking at himself in the mirror. At that moment, three boys from the football team barged into the room. "Well, well, What have we here? Little Billy Wilson." he said in a sing song kind of voice. " You know this bathroom is off limits to nerds like you!" "Come on Johnny." Billy.