.” “And you?” “Yea...anyway, I better get on” he announced, and before she could reply, he rushed out of the kitchen and disappeared from vi...w. Damn and blast she thought, I was beginning to enjoy this...but then perhaps it was for the best, she really shouldn’t think about her son’s friends as anything else other than children. She never had done, so before, had she? But if she was honest, that wasn’t really true; she hadn’t considered her son friends in an erotic way because she hadn’t. I undressed her and kissed her whole body while doing so. She lay down on her back and I marveled at her tiny beauty. I knelt down on the floor and her ass was hanging partially off the side of the bed. I placed my hands under her knees and pushed her legs up. Her tiny moistening box exposed to me. I pushed her legs a little more towards her head and rocked her hips up. I went right to her ass. Like a magnet I was drawn to her tiny brown hole. I licked all around and over it. I. Then she watched and listened.The band, five guys in pastel blue leisure suits, were playing a bossa nova tune. She had expected a lot of leather and scene garb, and outrageous antics, but most of the people were dressed in street clothes, talking quietly.After a half hour she stood and explored some more. She walked through the maze-like club through all the smaller rooms. She found a small room that was relatively empty and took a seat at another empty table. This room was much more. That's when my problem really started.With mom working all day and no close neighbors, she putSally (in charge) and told my sisters and me that we wereto mind her and do as she said. Sally was already bossyenough and I didn't like the way she talked to me. Shetalked to me the same way she talked to my little sisterJenny, in a very childish way, Jenny seemed to like it, butit drove me crazy.Sometimes I would hide and play tricks on Sally and Beth,they would get mad and I'd tell them, "Boys are.