I am sure there would be loads that would like to photograph you” She let out a small laugh. “I don’t think so…” “I don’t think Mrs Noak...s will want to pose naked in front of a load of clicking cameras” mum interjected. Mrs Noakes looked shocked as I pretended to be. “Mum…I was not thinking naked pictures… fully clothed so we can practice lighting effects” “And neither was I Mrs Gorman” Mrs Noakes looked genuinely taken aback I could see the redness flood up all over mum. “I…ummm…I didn’t. I’m not one of your group but I know enough about you to respect your professional expertise, your judgement…’ ‘…except of men,’ She interrupted. ‘One man,’ I replied. Belinda looked at me as if she was seeing me for the first time. ‘Do you really respect my expertise and judgement, Alan?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Most men don’t look further than these,’ she said, lifting her breasts with her hands. ‘I respect them too.’ Belinda giggled. ‘They don’t get respect. They get pawed.’ ‘Not by me, Belinda.’ ‘Why not?. The next morning she was, well... different.She was kissing me all over, in a super good mood, giving me hugs, smiling all the time and telling me how gorgeous I've become and throwing lines like "I bet every girl wants a piece of you" and whatnot.It was shocking to see my Mother give me all that attention, at the time I even forgot the mutual masturbation that happened the night before.When night came, the same events replayed themselves, I masturbated listening to my Mom play with herself and. "You're a comic," he said at last, "and I love it."Once more a wave of warmth washed over her and she looked down to cover her confusion.She enjoyed Z Cars. She sat next to him on the sofa and did not strain to keep her distance. As a result, from time to time their arms and shoulders touched. She was surprised to find that she rather enjoyed it and her mind wandered briefly from the programme. She wondered why it seemed more intimate than a kiss of thanks.After the programme Steven said, "I.