“Is that...” she muttered, crossing the room to look at it closely. “It is. This is the Brit Award you won.”“Yes.”“I saw you there.”�...What?”“I saw you at the award ceremony. You looked beautiful in that suit.”“But that category wasn’t televised. How did you...”“I was in the audience.”I closed my eyes tight for a moment.“You were here in England and dropped in to watch the awards?”“I flew in specifically to watch the awards.”“You could have said hi, perhaps. Or just given me a wave,” I said, my. Can't have an old lady like you risking her neck on a loft ladder,” Tommy teased.“I’m sixty-five, not a hundred and five, you cheeky monkey, but I will let you play the macho man and get them.”Like many lofts, Brenda's was stacked with the overspill of decades of house ownership. Fortunately, the boxes containing the photographs were only a few piles in.Ten minutes later Tommy reappeared from the loft with three large boxes of photographic wallets and one smaller one.“Thank you, my dear, now if. .. ' the three of them laughed at the joke. Cautiously looking around I was face to face with four very rigid male members and their owners were getting anxious as I removed my tennis, jeans, jockeys and t-shirts. Soon as I was naked Daniel pressed his gigantic member back to my lips saying ' ... come on get busy, you got lots of work to do! ... ' again there was nervous laughter. I resumed sucking Daniel as some one felt my buttocks and probed my anus roughly. I could not see who it was but. .exactly, I kept my mouth shut. Mom toldme what she had planned, which didn't mean that she told me everything,so I just let her do what she wanted. Mom told me to put on one of thepadded pantybrief's, which I did in a changing room. The minute Ipulled the skirt back on I could see that it hung better, and itappeared as if I had hips. By the time we left that department, mom wasalmost giddy! She kept telling my how much I would like this or that. Ijust let her babble.In dresses she told me I.