My cock stuck out straight begging for attention.I picked up my sweaty running clothes off the floor and was about to put them in the laundry basket i... the corner of the room. I lifted the lid of the basket and discovered it was fairly full but what caught my attention was a pair of white knickers and one of my mother’s girdles on the top. I dropped my running gear back to the floor and picked up and looked at the girdle.This was the early 1970s and most women in their thirties and forties wore. ” I laughed aloud. “You were never a slut.” “You just didn’t know. Anyway, you gave me the bourbon the day of the funeral.” “Before and after, if I recall.” “After. And, I thought, ‘Maybe he’s trying to get me drunk so I’ll fuck him.’ But, you weren’t. And then, when you said my name, it really became obvious you loved me.” “I don’t see how you could have determined that,” I argued. “I didn’t even know you.” “Complete bullshit, Eric,” she said, laughing. “You loved me the first time you saw. "How about having a lovely dinner?" I'll drink to that," he grinned as they lightly touched glasses. Both took a sip then returned their wine to the table. "Tell me something if you can!"Her beautiful eyes looked up from the menu to meet his."I saw the valet help you out of my car." And?" Nothing happened. But when I had touched you, you blank out."Emma shook her head, "I can't explain it." Emma, when you freeze up, do I hurt you or what?" You don't hurt me," she smiled. "It feels sort of. After each boy did it Connie asked Anita to guess who it was. I couldn't believe it, Diary, Anita got every single one right. How good is that? After all the presents were opened, and the party games were finished, Mum told everyone it was time for the birthday cake. Then she went into the kitchen with Daddy and brought out this big ice-cream cake. It looked wonderful, Diary. Mum told me that seeing as I was the birthday girl I had to get undressed and to lie down on the table, then Mum and Dad.