‘If Reno means something to you, I might have something here for you,’ he said, waving a scrap of paper in his hand. We stared at each other for a...long moment, then I replied, ‘I grew up in Reno. So, yeah, it means something to me.’ Mel wordlessly handed me the scrap of paper. ‘Robbie,’ it read. ‘Reno, 1975? Beth.’ I choked back a sob I didn’t know was in me. Beth? Beth??? But how? Was this some kind of prank, a cruel joke? But who would know to pull this stunt on me, even if they had the. That was the time our Assistant Principal put a plan into action to keep students from skipping my classes. I remembered how I showed up for the class in gym clothes, but had "forgotten" to wear any panties. I led them through the usual gym class routine (stretching, jumping jacks, etc) making sure that my gym shorts were loose enough to show off my cunt every time I stretched or moved. They never took their eyes off me for the entire workout. I let them play basketball for the rest of the. Mum knew, though I'd never discussed anything with her, however Carly has, as she was her confidant in so many ways. As far as I knew Mum also did not know she was not the only one I called Mum, though admittedly I only called Helen, the woman who had given birth to me, Mum when taking her over the edge when we made love.Yes, I have an odd sex life, but it meets my needs and with Carly, at least we aren't blood related, so any child would probably be fine. As for Helen, well Carly doesn't mind. She struggled to remember the vivacious, bubbly character she had been and when she did it only pissed her off, how could she have let herself become this ordinary drab looking woman she saw in the mirror. She tried to remember the last time she had actually felt alive,but couldn't. She had felt low for a long time but for some reason it felt more obvious today, she was painfully aware of how the emptiness she tried to hide inside herself was starting to creep out, through dull blue eyes which.