The top of her panties showed at her lower back where her shirt had ridden up. I could tell they were some silky purple material with a lacy band. I h...d enjoyed inspecting my mom’s lingerie when I was a teenager and it was always pretty conservative – large white panties, no-nonsense bras, etc. The lacy purple part was new and it really got me going. I imagined how her cute ass looked in them as I followed the panty line around. I couldn’t believe I was starting to lust after my mom. As we. Jack confessed to me."Edith gasped again, in horror this time. She struggled to look over her shoulder at him, but Charlie kept her facing forward. Looking into the mirror, they made eye contact through the glass. Her eyes began to tear and her mouth opened."I can explain," she began. Tightening his arms around her, Charlie squeezed Edith into silence. A large tear rolled down her eyes and she shook her head as if in denial as Charlie began to speak again."You don't seem to care about our. My mouth struggled to get the word out, but only because I could barelybelieve it was now the truth.I peeped out, "Mum?"Chapter 10Mr Williams had quickly set about getting the two of us to work. Joeyand myself were put into action cleaning theatres after screenings,following Mr Williams changing my outfit to the standard uniform, onlynow, I had an additional badge on the other side of my chest that said'trainee'.Joey and I stood by the doors of the theatre, nodding, smiling, andthanking the. And on the mobs of Southern girls, it looked good. These were sensible women who knew enough to dress for the climate. Did I tell you just how steamy hot and humid it is in the Low Country in August? What clothing that was worn was tiny and thin. No one seemed to be showing too much, (after all, this was the South), but modesty and shyness were turned away at the gate.The sounds were great and the crowd loved it. I began to shoot the musicians at first, watching them absorb the energy flowing.